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JULIE: Tourists! BILLY: Come to our show.

JULIE: Hey, tourists! BILLY: No need to wait in line

for Broadway show tickets.

New show "Swiftical," the musical.

- We want to see "Hamilton."

- But its the New York Fringe Festival.

Come on. Taylor Swift. Its tomorrow night.

- Oh, we want to see "Hamilton," though.

- Well, Lin-Manuel Miranda endorsed our show.

His quote is right there on the flyer.

- Who is Lin-Manuel Miranda?

We want to see "Hamilton."

- Ugh. These mutants.

- Ill go get us some Bubba Gump.

- Whered you get that Lin-Manuel quote?

- I made it up. - Brilliant.

Hey, you look like you were homeschooled.

Come see our show.

Its about your hero, Taylor Swift.

- Yeah, and its also about "Hamilton."

- Do you think this is the closest

these people have ever been to an actual Jew before?

- Probably the closest is ordering a cinnamon-raisin bagel

at Einstein Brothers.

- Oh, my God, that chain. Do you think they did a focus group

and they were like, "Okay, which Jew do you hate least?"

And people were like, “I dont know. Albert Einstein.”

- Yeah, well, whats the one other

national bagel brand people know?

Lenders.

- I know. Exactly.

Because Money-Lending, Hook-nosed, Sneaky,

Showbusiness Rat Jew Bagels was too long of a name

to fit on the bag.

- Hey! You guys like comedy?

- Well, we used to.

- Yeah. Now we do it.

[driving punk rock music]

♪ ♪

- I tried to get us reservations at Le Cirque,

but this place is way more expensive.

- Remember on Real Housewives when Aviva Drescher

threw her leg at Le Cirque?

- I wonder if they got to keep that leg.

What if its attached to their restroom key?

- "Mom, this is very generous of you."

- Mom, this is very generous of you to take us out to lunch

to celebrate our big play opening tomorrow night.

- Play? Thats not ringing any bells.

No. I invited you here because I have very good news.

- Savannah Guthrie finally found an eye shadow that flatters her?

- You know, I never knew it was possible

for a woman to clash with their own eyelids.

- I have been tapped by Bravo

to be an in-house psych consultant

when they audition reality show cast members!

- What? - They bring me women;

I interview them;

and then I give them my professional opinion

whether they would have a nervous breakdown

and whether that breakdown would be compelling television.

- Who do you know at Bravo?

- And can they please explain "The Peoples Couch"?

- A very sweet therapist friend of mine was up for the job

and she wanted me to write a recommendation,

but instead I submitted myself.

- So you Gwyneth Paltrowd the job

right from under her nose?

- So I am going to help cast

the new "Real Housewives of New York City."

- Well, Mom, maybe I should give you a heads-up

about the kind of women who are stars on that network.

- Why? Because I cant do my own job?

- No. Its because you havent watched those shows

and I have more experience.

- Honestly, Julie, when did my good news become all about you?

- Moments after my theater debut became

about your new television job.

- I am very good at diagnosing people quickly.

- Yes. I am too.

As soon as I saw Paula Abdul

dancing around with that cartoon cat,

I knew that woman would have a problem with pills.

- [laughs]

- Thanks again for forcing Billy to cast me

in his Taylor Swift musical, Mommy.

Muah.

- Casting you was common sense.

Youre a god damn star.

Besides, I told him that if he didnt cast you,

he couldnt have the night off. - [chuckles]

- Who knows? Maybe itll be a big hit like "Hamilton."

- You mean the play I wrote?

- God damn it. Not again.

- No, no, no. Lin-Manuel Miranda wrote "Hamilton."

- Bullshit.

Lin and I went to the same elementary school in Inwood.

In the fourth grade, I presented a book report

on Alexander Hamilton, and it rhymed.

Thats when Lin got the idea.

Now hes onstage every night, and that couldve been me

getting the MacArthur Genius Grant

for making hip-hop accessible to Ben Brantley.

- Oh, Im so sorry

that instead youre a successful business owner

with a gorgeous wife.

This guy.

- Why are there 12 cases of olive oil in the kitchen?

Is there some sort of sex party

the trans waitress wasnt invited to?

- Take two. - Why are there 12 cases

of olive oil in the kitchen?

If Alec Baldwin is coming in here,

I refuse to serve his problematic ass.

[together] Bring it on. - Why are there 12 cases

of olive oil in the kitchen?

If CeeLo Green is coming in here,

I have not forgotten his tweets about rape.

- Brava. - We feel good about that one?

- Restaurant week starts off tomorrow.

Weve got 400 customers coming in a single day.

Oh, the meat just came.

Tonight the vegetables come, and well be good to go.

- Ugh. We better be.

Restaurant Week is our only chance

to undo the damage done by that evil Zagats.

- So you dont want me to come in?

Is that it? Im the secret shame?

Im just supposed to hide out of sight?

- Girl, youre not getting the night off.

- Fuck!

- Got 400 people coming through.

- Denise, mama, Im gonna tell you

the same thing I told Tommy Tune and those seven chorus boys:

its physically impossible to fit all those people in here.

But it sure would be fun to try.

BOTH: [laugh]

- Candidate number 23.

- When do I get to meet Andy Cohen?

- Please focus, Marilyn.

Would Melissa make a good housewife?

- You know, its funny.

Melissa--she said something to me

that reminded me of my wedding.

It was 1969. I was a knockout.

- Stay on topic, Marilyn.

Is Melissa stable enough to be on a reality show?

- Well, stability is subjective. A couple of years ago,

I thought that stevia was the right sweetener for me.

My A1C had come back--

- Moving on.

Olivia. We worry that Olivia may too normal for the show,

but fans do like strong, confident women.

- Let me stop you right there.

Strength and confidence are two different things.

Let me explain why I have both.

- Marilyn, weve reviewed 25 of the candidates--

- At $1, 000 a pop.

- And its clear that evaluating others

may not be the best job for you.

- Well, fuck you, too,

and Ive already invoiced you.

- But I think I may have another job

for someone as self-inclined as you.

- Go on.

- Baby, you were so right about moving the tables.

- Yeah. Im always so right.

- Yeah, but sometimes youre so wrong.

- Come on. Just call the vegetable people.

They shouldve been here hours ago.

- You know, youre even cute when youre worried

about the vegetables coming on time.

- All right, well, why dont I hit you with my car,

youll become a vegetable, and then Ill pull the plug?

- Oh, you gonna pull my plug? Is that what youre gonna do?

You gonna pull my plug, huh? - Why are you so nasty?

- Please, come and pull my--

No, this is not an obscene phone call.

Im sorry. This is Nate from Ds.

What time are my vegetables coming?

JULIE: Why cant our owner just leave us at home?

Were cats. We hate traveling.

- I know. Of all the people in the world

who could have adopted us,

why that bitch Taylor Swift?

- And then we sing the "Let Me Shit Alone In A Box" song.

- Okay. Do you want to go from the top?

- Yep. Sounds good.

Oh, my God. Billy. Were almost sold out.

- What? Weve never sold out one of our shows.

Weve never even sold out like half of one of our shows.

- And all we did was quote the guy who wrote "Hamilton"

on the flyer... I mean, success by association.

BILLY: You know, when we decided to do that,

I was a little worried, but now I know

we were doing the right thing.

- Excuse me. Im sorry.

Are you Billy Epstein and Julie Kessler?

- Aw! A fan.

- Whats your name, little buddy?

Oh, hold on. Let me guess. Its Bryce.

- Are you gay, Bryce? What can we sign for you?

Its from Shake It Off, Incorporated.

- Youve been served.

- Its a cease and desist

from Taylor Swift, herself.

- What? - Billy!

- I think you may be better for the show if you were on it.

- The truck just hit a damn costume shop on 72nd Street.

The vegetables are not coming.

- How would you feel about being Countess LuAnns new shrink?

- We cant do "Swiftical"!

BOTH: Fuck! - Terrific!

[upbeat music]

- Well, if the shows off, Im gonna fire Matthew.

Thats the only upside to this.

[line trills]

MATTHEW: Hey. - Hey, Matthew.

MATTHEW: What?

- Yeah, hey, the shows canceled,

so youre fired.

MATTHEW: [screaming] - Okay.

- The only thing more depressing

than having a Fringe Festival show

is having to cancel a Fringe Festival show.

- Yeah. Its kind of flattering that we were even on her radar

enough for us to get sued. - Fucking Taylor Swift.

- Oh, hey, look. Its the two losers

from "The Moth" last year.

- Who the fuck are you? - Andrea Mumford.

Really? I remember the two generic white Jews on stage

making pop culture references in lieu of jokes,

and you have no recall of a girl in a wheelchair

doing spoken word poetry about her rapist uncle

for 45 minutes?

- Listen, lady. We meet a lot of people.

- Okay. - What are you even doing here?

- Oh, I have to ask the Fringe organizers

to move my show to a bigger venue.

We keep adding dates, but they keep selling out.

- Of course you have a Fringe show.

- Yeah, Im doing a one-woman version of "Snowpiercer"

where I play all the roles, including the train.

Ive already gotten seven Obies, and its not even in previews.

- "Ooh, Im a train." - "Im a train. Choo-choo-choo."

- Fuck you. - Fuck you too.

You know what? Let me guess.

You two dipshits have a show, too,

but nobodys seeing it,

so youre here to ask for your deposit back.

- The jokes on you, Andrea.

They dont give you your deposit back.

- And as a matter of fact,

were just here on a victory lap

because our show just sold out in such record time.

- Pretty important show, too, you know.

Not, like, a train thing, you know.

- No. - Its like--

kind of picks up where "Hamilton" left off.

- Really? "Hamilton"?

How is your show anything like "Hamilton"?

- Our shows exactly like "Hamilton."

- Mm-hm. - For starters,

its about another president.

- Well, Hamilton was never a president.

- Yeah, and like Hamilton, its a president

that people dont really write about a lot,

so our take on him is pretty unique.

- Im gonna tell you one more time:

Hamilton was never president.

- Yeah. Nothing wrong with another musical

about presidents.

- Andrea, how are you? - Hi, Raul.

- Good to see you. - Thank you. You too.

You know, Billy and Julie here were just telling me

how fast their show sold out.

- "Swiftical"? Really?

- Your important "Hamilton" show is called "Swiftical"?

- No. Its called "Carter." - Mm-hm.

- Cause its about Jimmy Carter.

- Mm-hm. - Heard of him?

- Yeah, and we were just coming here to ask Raul

if we could change the title.

- Yeah. Were changing it to "Carter."

"Swiftical" is now "Carter."

- Oh, great. Well, how much like "Hamilton" is it?

Is there rapping in it? - Yes.

- Is there hip-hop dancing? - Oh, yeah.

- Well, then, I certainly hope that I can get a ticket,

cause Ill be there.

- I certainly hope you will. - Oh, I certainly will.

- Great. Yeah. See if you can get a ticket.

Probably cant, though. - Oh, dont worry.

MATTHEW: What? - Hey, Matthew. Its Billy.

The shows back on. Youre re-hired.

MATTHEW: [screaming] - Oh, God.

- Fucking Andrea Mumford. Why did we lie to her?

- I dont know, but we did, and now we have a show tomorrow,

and we dont have a single idea.

- You could always change the subject matter

but keep the material.

- Arthur, its very sweet of you to help,

but please leave the art to the artists,

and the farts to the fartists.

- Okay, hear me out.

What if we change the subject matter,

but we keep the material? - Thats what I just said.

- Are you suggesting that we Weird Al our own musical?

Change the lyrics but leave the melodies intact?

- Without ever once brushing out our natural curls? Yes!

- Oh, my God. Thats brilliant. So all we have to do

is change the Taylor Swift specifics

to Jimmy Carter specifics, and were home free.

- Yeah. Well replace John Mayer with Yasser Arafat.

[hip-hop music]

- ♪ Throughout his second term, he, Roz and Amy ♪

♪ Ate their chicken fried ♪

- ♪ He pissed Israelis off ♪

♪ He called their policies apartheid ♪

BOTH: ♪ Carter, you did a lot of things I guess ♪

♪ Carter ♪

♪ Your second wife was Sharon Gless ♪

- Autosave.

The new script is very creative,

but Im not comfortable being credited as historical advisor.

- But its sweet that I included you.

- Yes, but there are things in here that are not accurate.

- Like what? - Well,

at no point did Jimmy Carter

weigh in on Suzanne Somers salary dispute

with the producers of "Threes Company."

And it took me a long time to figure out who you were

confusing Rosalynn Carter with, but its Emmylou Harris.

- Oh, shit. We need to get the "Carter" flyers printed.

Are there any Kinkos left in New York City?

- I think theres one.

But you have to go on the deep web to find it.

- Dont just stand there, dear.

Cook us breakfast, and then find it.

- And just because Jimmy Carter is from Georgia

does not mean he knew NeNe Leakes.

- Arthur! - Why cant you support me?

MARILYN: Julie! JULIE: Mom. Hi.

- Wow, this is where youre doing your show?

Its like the cellar from "Silence of the Lambs,"

but you havent lost weight yet.

- What do you want, Mom? Im busy.

- Bravo has asked me to be on camera

as Countess LuAnns therapist!

- What? - They were looking for someone

who felt the benefits of television exposure

outweighed the slippery slope of patient confidentiality.

Et voilà!

- All right. I got a lot of work to do.

Congrats. Ill talk to you later.

- Well, wait. You watch that show.

You mentioned before that you might have some advice.

- Nope. Nothing. No advice.

Just be yourself, away from me.

- Why are you sulking?

- I guess Im just processing the fact that my mom is gonna be

on TV before I am,

and that my first exposure to audiences

will be as a reality stars daughter.

- Did you say star? - All right. You know what, Mom?

My Jimmy Carter musical is in less than 11 hours,

and I need to rehearse, so...

- Carter? I hope you have a song about how much Israeli blood

is on his hands from his negotiations with Hamas.

- Dont you pitch me ideas that you clearly lifted

from "Kiss Me Kate."

- So these were all just lying in the street,

covered in glitter?

- Yes. A truck crashed into that costume store on 72nd Street--

The one near the last remaining Kinkos in New York City.

I took everything era-specific I could find.

- That is insane. Although, I have to say

I kind of wish there was a way we could use

some of the Taylor Swift stuff, you know?

Like, that cow costume is amazing

for the Tennessee hoedown. - Youre right.

- There has to be a way we can use it.

- Yeah, and we have to use those fucking kitten costumes too.

And...

I mean, we got to use Mr. Pea--

- Dont even say the name.

I dont want to risk getting sued again.

But, yes, we have to make Matthew wear this.

Well just call him something else.

- Oh, and the flyers came out great too.

Look at these. And it turns out Lin-Manuel Miranda

loves this show too. - Ooh, let me see.

- Here. We have to make Matthew give those out.

- Okay, but you know I can only be outside

for about five minutes at a time.

Im very sensitive to low temperatures.

As you know, my body fat levels are virtually Chenowethian.

- Fuck you, Matthew. - Yeah.

- What are you two amateurs doing?

We have less than four hours until the show starts,

and we havent even run Amy Carters dream ballet.

- Speaking of dreams, Matthew,

I hope one day yours are crushed.

- The only thing thats getting crushed of mine

is whatever Mr. Sondheim wants

when Im finally invited to his alleged sex dungeon.

- What a gorgeous view, LuAnn. - Yeah. Right?

Thats what you get when you live in a penthouse.

- Good morning, everyone. Countess, how are you?

- Morning. - Marilyn, Im Allison.

Cheryl, who you met at Bravo--

she had a nervous breakdown. - Oh!

- And because she was in Thailand when it happened,

their euthanasia laws--

long story short, shes probably dead.

- Oh. - But, silver lining,

Im producing your segment now.

- All right. Well, okay.

Well, Ive never counseled a patient in her own home before.

- Oh, just treat it like a normal therapy session.

- Yeah, like a normal, well-lit therapy session

with cameras and a Countess.

- All right, well, so far its fun.

All right. Good.

Lets go. When do we start?

- Oh, weve been recording since you got here.

- You didnt get me yelling at her housekeeper, did you?

Heres why you dont need her side of the story...

- Can we talk about my fight with Sonja, please?

- Of course. Which camera do I look at?

Now, see, heres where my daughter Julie could help me.

Do you have a daughter? - I do.

- You do? Do you get along?

- We get along great. Shes amazing.

- Oh, you are so lucky.

Honestly, all I do is fight with my daughter.

I dont know what it is. I do everything I can.

Theres always friction. I think shes jealous of me.

- Thats too bad, but can we get

back to my therapy session, please?

- Yes, of course. Go ahead.

- So I tell Sonja Im writing another book,

and she totally checks out on me.

- Well, of course Id need to know a little bit more,

LuAnn, but off the top, Id say

that youre dancing around the real conflict.

- I am not. Although, Im an excellent dancer.

- Well, so am I. - No, Im a really good dancer.

- Yeah, well, Ive won championships.

Anyway, why is Sonja upset that youre writing a book?

- Maybe because its a toaster oven cookbook,

and her whole thing is cooking with a toaster oven?

- Well, I dont think shes jealous of you.

I think she feels that youre

trying to one-up her in her realm...

just like I did with Julie.

You know, I have a very good idea

that I think will help you and Sonja.

There is a play that I think is important

for all of us to see.

- Well, if its "Kinky Boots," Ive seen it 11 times.

Cyndi keeps asking me for notes. I mean, at this point,

you have to say, "Whats done is done."

- Holy shit. Weve got a full house.

- Shit. Shit. - Okay. We can do this.

"Now were just gonna put on our wigs and play make-believe,"

just as John Travolta and Kelly Preston

say to each other every morning.

- Places. Thank you. Places.

- Yes. But first we pray.

Our Father, Guido Sarducci,

who art in Don Novello,

thank you for this audience.

On the count of three. One, two, three.

[together] Carter!

- You know, I know we dont get along,

but I really love you guys.

[banjo music]

- Howdy. Im Professor Cashews.

Im here to tell you a story about a peanut farmer

who became president.

Oh!

Mind if I put these kitten skins down and sit a spell?

[audience muttering] MAN: Oh, jeez. Unbelievable.

- Now, let me see. WOMAN: That was the worst.

MATTHEW: Our story starts

at a humanity habitat being built for poors.

- Make sure you get a lot of footage

of my daughter, right there.

- Mind you dont hurt your thumb, Gloria Steinem.

You might break a nail.

- Try to be as inconspicuous as possible.

JULIE: You know what, Jimmy Carter?

You can go fuck yourself. [audience shushing]

- Were invisible. MAN: Be quiet.

MARILYN: Were invisible.

- I am not sitting with Sonja. I am not.

- Just sit in there. Its all right.

- Im not sitting next to her! - Ill sit between you.

- Fair-weather bitch.

- ♪ I was a peanut farmer ♪

♪ I was a Southern charmer ♪

♪ Makin Palestine my Valentine ♪

♪ Like Greg meetin Dharma ♪

- Sonja. Sonja. Come on. Just be cool.

- Oh, like, dont be uncool? - All right? Just be cool.

- Sonja, please. - Can it, Countess.

- Oh, my God. - I hate her.

- I hate you. - All right, Countess, please.

- Shit.

Matthews show started half an hour ago,

and were still chopping vegetables.

- Not our fault. The veggie truck didnt come.

We need to prep. We have priorities.

- Yeah, but are they the right priorities?

You know, we have a family restaurant,

but no family... if we dont leave this place to someone,

theyll turn it into a Chase bank or a CVS

or condos that only Russian sex traffickers can afford.

- So what are you saying?

- Im saying that--

- What, baby?

- I think we should adopt a baby.

- Are you serious? Because you hate kids.

- Only cause Im not related to them.

- Okay, what about Matthew? - Matthews grown.

Hes getting married. He doesnt even need me anymore.

Sunrise, sunset.

- Hey, listen. Ive been suggesting we have kids

ever since I went to that "Yo Gabba Gabba" concert

by myself and was detained by security.

- Lets go to Connecticut.

Well adopt a white baby. Well be like the reverse

of those celebrities that go to Africa.

- Or Sandra Bullock. Remember?

She got a Katrina baby from New Orleans

after that Nazi cheated on her. - Mm-hmm.

- Fuck Restaurant Week. Fuck these vegetables.

Baby, I feel so good about this.

- Me too. Really good. - Yeah.

- Im Ronald Reagan.

And this is a song about my legacy.

- Put that away.

Put it away.

- ♪ I ♪

♪ I ignored AIDS, I ignored AIDS ♪

- I dont understand what this play has to do with Carter.

- Or us. Or anything.

- ♪ I ignored AIDS ♪

♪ AIDS ♪

- This is just a waste of our time.

[overlapping whispers]

MAN: Shut up!

- Lets go to the tanning salon in Chelsea.

At least there people recognize us--sorry.

- What were we even fighting about?

- I dont know. - Stay. Keep shooting.

[gentle rock music]

- ♪ Gene Simmons, David Bowie ♪

♪ At your service to show ♪

- ♪ A lot of stuff about a president you hardly even know ♪

- ♪ The 70s were crazy, I got a ton of poon ♪

- ♪ I drink Liz Taylors lady juice ♪

♪ Right out of a coke spoon ♪

- ♪ Carter beat Gerald Ford ♪

♪ And gave the White House solar panels ♪

- ♪ Gave us ten new HBO channels ♪

♪ Skateboarded with Andrew Rannells ♪

- ♪ Why does this Southern Baptist matter? ♪

- ♪ Whats he teaching us sluts? ♪

- ♪ That ignoring Carters legacy is totally nuts ♪

ALL: ♪ Carter, you are a martyr ♪

♪ And you were smarter than other Carters ♪

♪ Like Aaron, Nick, Beyonce, Nell, Lynda, Dixie, Graydon ♪

♪ Well ♪

♪ Carter, now we know about you ♪

[scattered claps]

MAN: Whoo.

- I dont think they got it.

- Yeah, well, if they stayed, they would have.

[sighs]

Im gonna go get the AIDS cow.

- Okay.

DENISE: There he is. - [gasps]

- Theres my big star. - Mama De-neesy Nash,

you made it.

- Of course. And I have wonderful news.

Come on. Sit.

Nate and I have decided to adopt a baby,

and youre gonna be a big brother.

- No!

[sobbing]

- He took it much better than I thought.

- Yeah.

- [sobbing]

- Oh. Julie.

I came to your show. I brought cameras.

- I noticed. - Because you should be on TV.

Not me.

- Well, Marilyn, you did the impossible.

LuAnn and Sonja are no longer fighting.

- I told you I knew what I was doing.

- The LuAnn/Sonja conflict was supposed to be

the arc of this whole season.

- Remind me what arc means in your world

and who LuAnn is.

- Now I got to start shit with Bethenny.

Marilyn, youre fired.

- I should have given you advice when you asked for it.

- Yeah, youre always selfish that way.

- You want to grab a couple of AIDSys hooves?

LIN-MANUEL: Hello?

Who said I said this show was better than mine?

- Lin-Manuel Miranda?

- Yeah, I know who I am. Who the fuck are you?

- Im Billy. Hey, can Julie and I have tickets to "Hamilton"?

- No. - Well, well, well.

If it isnt Lin-Man-well, well, well.

You steal any fourth-grade book reports lately?

- Nate. Fuck, dude.

Im sorry.

- Thank you.

I just wanted an apology.

- [sighs] - Enjoy your Tonys.

- Oh, I do.

Sometimes I pretend ones a boy Tony and ones a girl Tony,

and I make them kiss.

Not that two boy Tonys cant kiss.

I dont know why I said that. Thats very heteronormative.

Its just Ive already named them: Roger and Desiree.

Anyway, its great to see you. Youll hear from my lawyer.

- Hey, can I be in "Hamilton"?

- Sure. We rehearse on Monday.

- Really? LIN-MANUEL: No!

- You know, Im just gonna go ahead and say it:

That was the best play I ever saw in my life.

- Really? - Yes.

- Thank you, Arthur. - Thanks, babe.

ANDREA: Guys, I really loved it too.

In all seriousness. Im not kidding.

JULIE: Youre not fucking with us?

- No. - Thanks, Mumford.

- Yes. Thank you very much. - That means a lot.

- Yeah, no problem.

Oh, hey, there. - Hello.

- Wanna get some coffee sometime?

- Oh, uh... - Excuse me.

Hi. Whats going on?

This is my boyfriend. Back off, bitch.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Youre fucking that?

Oh, my God.

When youre ready for some A+ pussy,

my numbers on the card.

- Excuse me? Hey, take a hike, Shining Time Station.

- Ill shine your station.

BILLY: There she goes, the midnight train to Georgia.

That was very rude.

JULIE: You gonna call her? ARTHUR: Of course not.

- Wait. Wheres Matthew?

- [sobbing]

[jazzy percussive music]

♪ ♪

- Hey, you like comedy? - No!

- Dont be a dick! - No!

MAN: ♪ Thought itd be easy ♪

♪ Thought they didnt know ♪

♪ You thought it was the only way to go ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Another way out ♪

♪ Found on the way home ♪

♪ Thought you were living fast ♪

♪ But you were living slow ♪

♪ ♪