Company Calls Epilogue (Alternate)

Synapse to synapse, the possibilities thin
I'm dressed up for free drinks
And family greetings on your wedding
Your wedding, your wedding day
The figures in plastic
On the wedding cake
That I took
Were so real

And I kept a distance
The complications cloud
The postcards and blips through fibre optics
As the girls with the pigtails
Were running from little boys wearing bow ties
Their parents bought them
I'll catch you this time

Crashing through the parlour doors
What was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly
I'll tell you mine
You were the one
But I can't spit it out
When the date's been set
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately

Synapse to synapse
The sneaky kids had attached beer cans
To the bumper so they could drive
Up and down the main drag
People would turn to see
Who's making the racket
It's not the first time

When they lay down
The fish will swim upstream
And I'll contest, but they won't listen
When the casualty rate's near one-hundred percent
And there isn't a pension for second best
Or for hardly moving

Crashing through the parlour doors
What was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly
I'll tell you mine
You were the one
But I can't spit it out
When the date's been set
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately

You were the one
But I can't spit it out
When the date's been set
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately