Drifting sideways is what I like on a Monday
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Sinking quietly and thinking violently
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What’s that you say?
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Drivin through on a fulsome moon in the night time
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I can see what the city has done to the pipeline
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Hopeless sliding I want no fighting in my car
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It seems weird but the farmer has sheared over too far
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The birds are out but I see no doubt of a cure
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For all the things that go waiting within far are fewer
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Joyce's Hut
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