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Holt Boulevard Between Gary and White Hooked up with some friends at the Travelodge Set ourselves up for the night Carpenter ants in the dresser Flies in the screen It will be too late by the time we learn What these cryptic symbols mean And I dreamt of a house Haunted by all you tweakers with your hands out And the headstones climbed up the hills Send somebody out for soda Comb through the carpet for clues Reflective tape on our sweatpants Big holes in our shoes Every couple minutes Someone says he can't stand it anymore Laugh lines on our faces Scale maps of the ocean floor And I dreamt of a camera Pointed out from inside the television And the aperture yawning and blinking And the headstones climbed up the hills If anybody comes to see me Tell them they just missed me by a minute If anybody comes into our room while we're asleep I hope they incinerate everybody in it And I dreamt of a factory Where they manufacture what I needed Using shiny new machines And the headstones climbed up the hills