Why in the name of Robert Moses are a pair of road-painting trucks idling outside of our house at three in the morning? Their air compressors sound like wind tunnels. The whole house is hammering with it. My ears were already hurting. What was wrong with blocking off the intersection for a couple of hours during the day like a normal municipal inconvenience? We were not even flyered for construction season this time.
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- 5: And throwing punches like we throw the stones to the bottom of riverbeds
- 6: 'Cause I know we're all heading for that adult crash
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