Hurling Out!

And you find a parking space and fade out on me

You come running like a pylon waste in par dance

And maybe you can make a break with a clean exit

And I think I love my arts to paste so wicked

And they've never been from the place before making plans for no one

And Heaven will and dig and gorgeous it's the time to call

Crave the woman world and dress up and dine out

And the wheels can make a hundred oh from drought

And valleys can be noted with a caveat

And shudder off the sideboard sitting without