A cotton-wool prefab existence is great
No room for love and no room for hate
And the flowers of spring don’t cause you to stress
As you pull down the blinds while you dress to impress
The linoleum sparkles, the counter top shines
As you pop out the cork from your bottle of wine
And the dinner guests chat as the chocolate’s passed round
The apartments are snug on this side of town
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