You slept in blue capitals
You cried on the S train
Sorting through the postal art
You dress in such niche waves
But no one can tell you apart
No one can tell you apart
Reading in your covered bridge
Writing Antinotheque
You never think of anything
Unless it hasn't been said yet
But no one can tell you apart
No one can tell you apart
Who's going to run the Sunset Fan Club?
Who's going to run the Sunset Fan Club?
Who's going to run the Sunset Fan Club?
Who's going to run the Sunset Fan Club now?
No one can tell you apart
No one can tell you apart
Who's going to run the Sunset Fan Club?
Who's going to run the Sunset Fan Club?
Who's going to run the Sunset Fan Club?
Who's going to run the Sunset Fan Club?
Who's going to run the Sunset Fan Club?
