Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me?

Hey Lynn
Would you please hold on?
I wanna talk to you

Hey Lynn
I feel alone
I don’t know what to do

I wanna know
Will you be here tomorrow?
I wanna know
Could you be here today?
I wanna know
Were I to drown in sorrow
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me?

Hey Lynn
Do you feel alone?
Do you feel it too?

Hey Lynn
It’s dénouement
Do you know what to do?
And the sun filtering down through your hair
While the sun competes with your eyes of blue
Is it your free-flowing hair?
Your electric eyes?

Are you still out there?
Do you
Do you still believe?

Hey Lynn
Would you please hold on?
I wanna talk to you

Hey Lynn
I dream alone
I don’t know what to do

I wanna know will you be here tomorrow?
I wanna know
Could you be here today?
I wanna know
Were I to drown in sorrow
Would you?
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me?
Would you rescue me?

Well I can see her now
Half in the window light
Standing in the living room waiting to go
In her prom dress
Peach prom dress
That’s when I say I’ll be home in a while

But now my leg is broke
In black of night
I know, I said, “Only one more flight”
So now we’re stranded here
Spike and Steve and me
The ones that got away

So in the morning early on
We set out
To criss-cross this sandy sea
And I’m hurting
I’m hurting
Hoping you’ll remember me

Like my good friends Spike and Steve
Will you remember me
Like I remember you?
I remember you
I’ll remember you
Will you remember
Like I remember?
Like I remember

Don’t let the moment get away from you
Don’t let the moment get away

So now my leg is broke
As you can see
But brothers will you carry me?
And we will cross this sandy sea
All I ask is, “Will you remember me when the water runs out?”

Will you remember me
Like I remember you?
I remember you
Will you remember?
I’ll remember you
Will you remember
Like I remember?
Like I remember
Like I remember

Don’t let the moment get away from you
Don’t let the moment get away
Get away

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You’re walking down the hallway
You’ve got your books in your hands
They’re full of scribbly writing
That you don’t really understand
You’d like to sort of lose them
Yeah, lose ‘em if you can
But it’s running through your head what your mother said
“Girl you’ve got to go to school and don’t skip out”

Stick it out
Don’t drink
And don’t smoke
Till you get out of high school

High School

I picked her up outside the place
She had a briefcase in her hand
She was going on about something
But I didn’t understand
I thought I might have caught a word or two
About Mexico and a gun
And then, “I just can’t go on like this it just isn’t any fun…
And I gotta get out”

She just got out
She just got out
She just got out
She just got out of High School

High School

Pencil…What do I need a fucking pencil for?
I got it all in my head
Hallway…What? Pathway to nowhere, man
Principal?
Princi-pal
Ain’t no pal of mine
They’re just self-styled authority figures
That’s what they are
Self-styled authority figures
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