Slip soft that serpintine
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And live life off of our knees
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Saw tooths and hate
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Can edge away ape-man dignity
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She said...
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"You better leave with what you have
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Because when the big one hits 'subtract'
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Your no prize like me,
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Young bodies always heal quickly"
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Stacked bones by the furnace steams
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A neatly places homecoming queen
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Your lumpish inate is the figure eight
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It's a bit of me and I feel
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Anything can happen
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Anything can happen
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Anything can happen
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Anything can go wrong
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Soulder me like a wire that breathes
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Your carbon copy fibre optic plea
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Why should we communicate with sans technology?
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Your no prize like me
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Young bodies always heal quickly
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Neat; Manageable: Piles
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The Paper Chase |