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Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.
More in blue skies before snow new coke..
we muddle all mottled
and covered in soot from the tips of our tongues to our points dirty and moot we say shwan and sarah we eat til we cry then drink up our coffee as we wonder why our hands are all shaking our brains half explode from the caffeine and deep thoughts we can't possibly know we trip and tumble all poked 'long our spine we laugh at our cancers don't worry we'll die we sing a pore sling it to old Cafe Rouge we hop on boat pulling our inner tubes our words are all shaking our brains half explode from the adrenaline rush like none we've yet knowed we swerve and we stutter all lost in a joke we shoot up and fall down in a big cloud of smoke we scream old saraha all so dry and wry we dance to a beat of a long sigh but why? our highs are all low our brains half explode we steal from the man cause what will he know? our lows are all high our brains all explode let's die just a little as we crawl down this road.... |
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