Jane Four

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?