Crutch
The Corbomites
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A cripple hobbles on his crutch A woman turns to stare She walks into a tiny church And kneels to say a prayer An author writes his final words How life's become a bore And holds within his shaking hands A snub-nosed 44 The Dead abound in every town But people turn their heads The lovers locked in hot embrace Can't see beyond the bed A housewife tuned into the tube Sees only straight ahead The Dead abound in every town But people turn their heads Turn their heads The Dead abound in every town But people turn their heads For when the crutch becomes too much We see ourselves instead The Dead abound in every town But people turn their heads
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