Flushed 1968 - Cass

From the backdoor of your life

You swept me out dear

In the bread line of your dreams

I lost my place

At the table of your love

I got the brush off

At the Indianapolis of your heart

I lost the race

I've been washed down the sink

Of your conscience

In the theater of your love

I've lost my part

And now you say you've got me

Out of your system

I've been flushed from the bathroom

Of your heart

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In the garbage disposal of you dreams

I've been ground up dear

On the river of your plans

I'm up the creek

Up the elevator of your future

I've been shafted

On the calendar of your events

I'm last week

I've been washed down the sink

Of your conscience

In the theater of your love

I lost my part

And now you say you've got me

Out of your system

I've been flushed from the bathroom

Of your heart

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