Summer's a groove, everything is fineYou get used to the way things are
Blue skies ahead, not a cloud to be seen
Trouble ain't on your radar...
I totaled the blue Volvo Saturday night. Kind of bums me out. I was used to that old car. Just when you get things the way you want them, the rug gets pulled out from under your feet. Be good, man! Everything changes: your friends, your family, your haunts, the town you live in, the clothes you wear, the car you drive. The fact that you're here at all. Remember – for every show that opens, sooner or later, the curtain drops.
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