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Point Blank Range

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"Point Blank Range"
Point Blank Range cover
Demo by Rivers Cuomo
Album Alone XII: The White Years
Released December 29, 2020
Writer(s) Rivers Cuomo
Status Released

This song is part of the "Point Blank Range" lineage of songs

"Point Blank Range" is a demo by Rivers Cuomo. The demo was added to the digital compilation Alone XII: The White Years on December 29, 2020.

Overview

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Known recordings

Performer(s) Title Filename Date of recording Recording location Length Appeared on Notes
For prior demos, see "The Crazy Impossible Days"
Rivers Cuomo Point Blank Range Point Blank Range    8.mp3 2015 2:58 Alone XII: The White Year
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Lyrics

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There's a kid you notice playing on the swing
Cute barrettes and fingers loaded up with shiny bling
You could walk up to her, say "I like your style"
Instead you watch her from the safety of a country mile

Think of the fun that you could have
Laughter and games, you do the math
Go take a chance, what have you got to lose?

Every day you walk in a straight line
Eyes cast down, afraid to look up
But things won't change until you do something strange
At point blank range
Sticks and stones are breakin' your bones
And ??? are callin' me names
But things won't change until you do something strange
At point blank range

You got so much potential; you could rule the roost
But sitting there, you need somebody to give you a boost
Maybe it's genetic; your parents were the same
??? before them so there's no one ??? you can blame

Break with the past, do something nuts
Talk to the girl working at Starbucks
You never know where things are gonna lead

Every day you walk in a straight line
Eyes cast down, afraid to look up
But things won't change until you do something strange
At point blank range
Sticks and stones are breakin' your bones
And ??? are callin' me names
But things won't change until you do something strange
At point blank range

See also