A Cursed Miss Maybellene

Let's start a band we'll call ourselves A Cursed Miss Maybellene
 I've got a practice amp and drum set we can use
 We'll build a bomb made up of slogans painted A to Z
 And let the post-punk modern history light the fuse
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 We won't defend the bangs or badly drawn boy Plasticine
 We count them cursed among the richest of the thieves
 Another Tuesday night at Max's Kansas City looms
 Cardboard guitars cut-out for riffs play metal leads
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 Claimed witness to the fall and saw the death of rock-n-roll
 Picked up the pieces at Gomorrah's jubilee
 Just barley noticed by the art-punks and the Velvet's fans
 Still never managed to escape obscurity
 By '81 we'd ushered in the brave casino sound
 A fatal list of fashion points and played 'em dead
 We called on Shelly, also known as Shirley Shirley pops
 To help us change it all to something new instead
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 A Cursed Miss Maybellene
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