join the skin army boys!
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join the skin army girls!
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camouflage your heart in sweat and vaseline!
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shoot with that siamese kiss like tasteless tangerines!
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skin army recruits form a single file line,
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under towers that smoke ulcers in the sky.
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remove outdated organs to the pot boil,
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suck the siphons nipple, fill the rib cavity with oil.
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march on the grave of jesus sow!
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touch is the only religion now!
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he tried to interview a rose but it just coughed dust in his eye.
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he tried a love song on the lilac
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but it stung up his mouth like a guitar.
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he tried to devour the orchid (break it's cracker bones)
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sew a jacket of it's hot paradise complexion...
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but it stung like a vest of scorpions
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and hung on desperately like the scar of some third degree burn.
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so join up juggernaut child!
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join up ye hungry barbed wire holes!
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march on skin army soldiers!
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march on to hills of ripe mold!
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march on across the xeroxed horizon!
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march on murderous little world!
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march on murderous little world!
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march on murderous little world!
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March On Electric Children!
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| The Blood Brothers |
