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It s a blur
It s a slur
As you were
It s a thing all covered in pain

Half a mind
There s no time
Do a line
You can t find anything to say

Any way
Any day
Can you play with a list of human remains

Have a shave
Take a rave
Be a slave
From a kestrel to a knave

On the go
Feeling fast
Feeling slow
Want to throw
Want to know
Want to throw

In the door
Out the door
On the floor
You want more
To adore
It s a bore

Any way
Any day
Can you play with a list of human remains

It s a chance
It s a stance
It s a dance
It s a recoil on advance

Being stuck on the things
That drives you insane
(Your hung up) on the things
That drives you insane

It s a blur
It s a slur
As you were
It s a thing all covered in pain, yeah

Half a mind
There s no time
Do a line
You can t find anything to say

Any way
Any day
Can you play with a list of human remains

Have a shave
Take a rave
Be a slave
From a kestrel to a knave

Being stuck on the things
That drives you insane
(Your hung up) on the things
That drives you insane

Being stuck on the things
That drives you insane
(Your hung up) on the things
That drives you insane

Being stuck on the things
That drives you insane
(Your hung up) on the things
That drives you insane

Being stuck on the things
That drives you insane
(Your hung up) on the things
That drives you insane

It s the common reactor
it’s the long way out
it’s the stream of a motion blur
that swirls around til you drown

but I couldn’t put it down

it’s the colorless picture
in a heart shaped frame
the silhouette of a dough eyed girl
who at one point had...

She is cryin , she is cryin .
She s beenc ryin all night long.
She s been cryin for her one and only son.

She will weep, she will moan.
She will moan the night away.
She will weep and moan until the break of day.

Free man

I sold my house, I sold my car
I took a job at Milly s bar
I met a man who was running from the government
Ah he wants to be a free man yeah
Ah he wants to be a free man yeah

Albino moon

Well you look real good in your blue-jeans
And a pink sweater
But in a cocktail dress I guess
You look even better
I got your photographs and the memories
Lined up on the table
But you re gone with the wind and I wish I was dead
Just like Clark Gable

The sun goes down for a...

There you are

I was countin down the minutes
I was wishing on the stars
I was praying for a sign
and trying to beat the odds
I was dreamin of you, and of your sweet face
There you were, waitin for that day
Then you, reached through the hurricane
When you, baby...