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Found Out
(Rogers)

This morning on my way to work
I saw tractors tearing up tennis courts for parking lots
My girlfriend said, "Why do you care? You don't play tennis."
I said, "Yeah. But I don't drive either."

This morning on my way into the office
I saw a woman step right out of her shoe
I laughed aloud at her bare until it struck me
That it was the best sex I'd had all week

And then all day long
I sat leafing through the pages of a Time-Life book
Holding my head in my hands and shaking it

I don't wanna be found out
I don't wanna be found out

This morning on my way to bed
A voice said financial independence was mine
I called the toll-free number she read
But the woman who answered only could tell me that I couldn't afford it

This morning on my way into the station
I saw the same old man who's there every day
He came up and asked me "Where do you live?"
I said, "Insanity," and he said, "Cool. Can you lend me a quarter?"

And then all day long
With the possible exception of my two hour lunch
Holding my head in my hands and shaking it

I don't wanna be found out
I don't wanna be found out

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from Oft Interred With Their Bones, released January 1, 1994
Written by Tony Rogers. Performed by The Good: Tony Rogers (vocals, guitar), Devin Arkin (vocals), John Scholvin (guitar), Greg Newman (drums), Scott Hedrick (bass)

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The Good Chicago, Illinois

The Good is the creation of singer / songwriters Tony Rogers (tonyrogers.bandcamp.com) and Devin Arkin (who died from brain cancer in late 2016), joined by John Scholvin (guitar), Dave Rothkopf (bass), and John Goodman (drums). The band began making waves on the Chicago music scene in the early 90's; they've released 4 critically acclaimed full length studio albums, and more. ... more

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