crash land in an obscene movie
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and find yourself on an outstretched finger
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a p/massive heart as a massive hole
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you see faces that you did not know
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it's exact their [little?] stinger's intact
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they're designed [they decide?] to rule [rue?] the day [warmer days?]
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their mouths are moving a million miles an hour
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it's the only way, hey
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you're seeing illusions [I've seen the legions?] in this house
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the things we never talk about
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so place your lips around the [his?] spout
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and slowly blow yourself away
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Something for Joey
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| Mercury Rev |
