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I was a quick-wit boy |
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Diving too deep for coins |
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All of your street light eyes |
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Wide on my plastic toys |
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Then when the cops closed the fair |
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I cut my long baby hair |
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Stole me a dog-eared map |
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And called for you everywhere |
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Have I found you? |
| [00:46.10] |
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping |
| [01:01.22] |
Or lost you? |
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American mouth |
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Big pill looming |
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Now I'm a fat house cat |
| [01:27.03] |
Nursing my sore blunt tongue |
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Watching the warm poison rats |
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Curl through the wide fence cracks |
| [01:42.11] |
Pissing on magazine photos |
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Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean |
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Blood of Christ mountain stream |
| [02:03.17] |
Have I found you? |
| [02:09.48] |
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding |
| [02:25.80] |
Or lost you? |
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American mouth |
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Big pill, stuck going down |
