( Automatic Dlamini )
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Silly putty
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What he was in this sculptress' hands
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Will gone bendy
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Done swaying in a rubber band
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And his feet gone first
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Then a desert thirst in his throat
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Lips gonna burst
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Cap of a bottle
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Rolled down to the edge of the bin
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She noticed the beer wasn't cooling him
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And his feet gone first
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Then a desert thirst in his throat
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Lips gonna burst
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The tip of her knife
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Cut a nick in his vein
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She said Model today?
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You're all the same
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Silly putty
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What he was in this sculptress' hands
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She cut a tension line
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She had him standing
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And his feet gone first
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Then a desert thirst in his throat
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Lips gonna burst
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The tip of her knife
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Cut a nick in his vein
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She said Hey hey you're all the same
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Putty
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| Polly Jean Harvey |
