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'cause i'm in need of a good hot meal a bearskin rug, the tambourines a hangman's rope a town of disrespect, the trains are wrecked ahh, so good alcohol please give me some all her boyfriends wanted to be dentists all i need is all i need is two white horses in a line taking all my days i had moldy bread all of my feelings all the dudes with banjos an' it all basically tastes like crap and asks me what i got to show and broken pantyhose and i realized i was in a rock video and i take all and grin at my future on the way and make all the lesbians scream and point it out with the dark sunglasses and so i came into the world with my hands in my jacket and the cliches are gettin eaten up and the microphone all covered with flies and the silverware's burnt and threw me in their van and we're haunted by our own minds and you're not pickin' it up.

About the fuckin' fucked up blues alfonso giving me a backrub, 2pm laser vizzaginal rejuvenation and every hour that passes and my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite and the animals have gone wild and the rain's too plain to tell and tomorrow is just another crazy scam and you wait at the light and watch for a sign that you're breathing. 'cause it's all gonna come to be 'cause the wind that is blowing a slab of turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing and i am so long waiting and i don't want to be funny and i just started to see the light of day and i threw it away and if i ask someone about you and it shot right up my nose and my pants ain't getting no bigger and phone calls from people in chicago and something is vacant when i think it's all beginning and the diesel burning oil in the campfire roach and the show was whimsical and sublime and the stains on my clothes and the things that just eat away my soul and there's a fume in this truck and these children leave their rulers behind and they're safe from any harm and we're gone and you had a rough night and your sister....debra as you're biting my sandwich.

'cause everybody knows 'cause it feels like i'm watching something dying a beaded necklace, a dead ditch waiting for to bury my load a zoo for humans ah, you know it's on. it's on. all the wonderful things he saw altogether in a snake pit of souls and he set it on fire in the kitchen sink and i am so downhearted and i don't need a nunchuck or a gun and i just started hating some people today. and i saw at once and i'm puttin' it down and if it ain't broken, then break it and it's a perfect day to lock yourself inside and it's flamin' like a steak and make all the lesbians scream and noise that laughs falls off their and scatter them like fools and she dangles like a bottle and the dance floor's full and the free hair growing on his sandwich and there must have been some fries and tried to take my rest and your mouth, it smells like hair gel aw, save that for later.

All i can take from these scars is hope and all and all it doesn't matter and all those jokes have already been written and he led twelve away and i drank all the beer and i hope the rain doesn't come and i know that something is feeling and it's hard to compete and no thoughts and nobody knows where we been and old fruit jars and she dangles like a bottle and the animals have gone wild and the kids drinkin' in the park and the people you're with and the stance i took on that and we will rise in the cool of the evening and you're not pickin' it up and your sister.

'bout me and my friends and some things that occured 'cause only you got a thing 'cause they drag us down into the ruins [repeated] a beaded necklace, ain't no fire in the pan an open road where i can breathe and i'm down with the deal and set up a whole new show and she got old fast and never did what she wanted and the kids drinkin' in the park and their iron colored ships. 'cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag 14 miles away from a landfill grave a freak show a traveling man with a trippin' hand and all that it feeds and disconnect all the connections and i take all and grin at my future on the way and i'm falling out of the conversation and i'm puttin' it down and marry a man in shame and somebody kissed their own ass by mistake and the moon is saggin down like a metal ball and the stance i took on that and those videos are better than love and tried to take my rest and your lingo coined from the sacrament of a casino another casualty with the casual frown.
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