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I tripped over my cat as I got out of bed
Knocked a mirror right off of the wall
As I left my bedroom, I knew I was doomed
In my heart, I had no hope at all
Then I stepped on a crack as I went to my car
I got in, and I started to roll
I quivered in fear as my goal drew near
The Department of Motor Vehicles
Now I've been here since half past nine
And I've been told three times that I'm in the wrong line
And my mind's disintegrating at the seams
I'm at the DMV of Broken Dreams
Now I sit in my chair, while my neighbors all glare
They'd kill me to move up in the queue
I haveve read both the books that I had in my bag
Tell me, what's a poor boy to do?
Now, my number is called, and I bring them my form
They stamp it and tell me to wait
Then they put up a sign that says 'back after lunch.'
Please, God, let me escape my fate
Now I've been here since half past nine
And I've been told three times that I'm in the wrong line
And my mind's disintegrating at the seams
I'm at the DMV of Broken Dreams
Oh no!
Now I've been here since half past nine
And I've been told six times that I'm in the wrong line
And my mind's disintegrating at the seams
I'm at the DMV of Broken Dreams
With my psyche in shreds, now I shuffle along
A madman now bids me say 'Cheese'
Avert your eyes from the photo my license now bears
My expression will make your heart freeze
A tormented likeness of wordless despair
Will steal all your comfort away --
My wallet encloses this demon ID
This License of Dorian Gray
Now I've been here since half past nine
And I've been told twelve times that I'm in the wrong line
And my mind's disintegrating at the seams
I'm at the DMV of Broken Dreams
I'm at the DMV of Broken Dreams
In Middletown, Rhode Island