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And it's a sweet sickness surfing my soul
I watch the dogs at night from my window
They howl a loss of control, as do my habits
I'm taking extra classes in new politics

Hey, Rudy, Rudy, shy cynic to be
The sun is shining down on our arcane effigies

And I'm a cold partial to translocation
I live in a town with no acclimation for community
And hapless sick lay on doorsteps of beauty
And the privileged are unhappy

Hey, Rudy, Rudy, shy cynic to be
The sun is shining down on our arcane effigies
Hey, Rudy, Rudy, stop shadowing me
The sun is shining down on our arcane effigies

Hey, Rudy, Rudy, shy cynic to be
The sun is shining down on our arcane effigies
Hey, Rudy, Rudy, what the fuck is wrong with me?
Oh, no, the sun is shining down on our arcane effigies
The sun is shining down on our arcane effigies