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This odd buch of people covered in suits of the finest |
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drip drop drip drop I hate hip hop ra ra ra |
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was what he siad before |
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the end |
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of random control |
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won't make me bend |
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the internet |
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or the gotpoetry trend |
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for mad parties amd mindless |
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lines like this that make you write: |
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with a poison pen and gritted teeth about |
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Add your entry here |
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wondering where to Colour The World has vanished to.... maybe |
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or even where Colour My World has vanished to baby |
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sit strange things that |
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-plucks three eyes- |
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blah weird items which |
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and tosses them into the void that is |
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not a void at all that is my fridge |
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look better on a fork |
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eating pork, can;t walk the walk |
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yum said the giant! |
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chomp chomp chomp, that is a tasty burger |
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we must try to befriend the |
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weeble warriors a little further |
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so talk the talk, i mean, it IS the though that counts. Now juggle. |
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before they grow huge claws and |
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Oooh hoo . Shniggle |
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in lay man's terms ment .... Where are the huge balloons...? |
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drip drop drip drop I hate - wait there's an echo in here |
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In the play pen. |
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Pass me that beer. |
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Where there was a crazed Gimp |
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quaking in fear |
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How do we help...? |
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we don;t - let;s get the hell outta here |
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with every misplaced |
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we must help!!!! someone prod the cage! |
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placement I heard a bang coming from the basement |
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induce that doesn't complete the sentence.. |
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no comment here no comment there... |
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no it doesn't the sentence of time that he/she may have been in there.......i |
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but I don;t know and I don;t care |
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can't think of how to start it.. LFN? |
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I'd have already thought of how to finish it by then |
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andye? |
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andye? that echoes come back, I;m feeling randy |
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dandy. your turn LFN. |
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I got candy - no wait that;'s hip hop I hate hip hop drip drop drip drop |
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running from the room and the yelling they |
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have been having a rough night, so treat me right! |
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they let of some steam, and sat on the |
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mattress where the pea should have been hidden, and |
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wondered about the cosmos, reality and |
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overusing prepositions.. particularily 'it' |
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I found I was hanging out with my English teacher whom |
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took on the name baby spice for her ruler and wiggles. |
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Induce jumps up and decides to |
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become the red jumper man for a day, evoking special power: yarn launch and |
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the ability to scaLe fenCes with a chEEse sinGLe, aLL the whiLe |
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the thought of there being a jumper girl was consuming him |
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hiS whoLe beinG maYbe that eXpLaineD hiS rOOf mEandeRinGs, hE waS a trouBLeD |
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..when the stitches first started becoming physical. |
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Alas, from riding the backs of buses on skateboards and too many Mosh Pits. |
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From dying one time too many, |
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times upon designer cushions and beds of silk |
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breathed easier on the skin. When I found you in the closet, I wondered if that was your way of coming out. You'd always |
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grab that damn Man Hammer, take it into the bLoodY cLoset and |
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stroke it's feminine physique.. loving the way it charges up and down |
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the spiNe of a lighT uP pLaStic turTiL's baCk! |
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Have you ever seen the sun dance? |
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Yes afteR pLacing Sun Shine on each eYe baLL..... |
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and reflecting its wrath on ants, after first making friends with them?! yes - me too!!!!!!! |
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so true...before they take the form of Fire Ants, caUght beTeeN the ToeS oF The MaNG In The Red & GrEEn jumpeR |
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...ah, well, i have heard familiar tales about a naked he-she. |
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Whom worked the door at a club in The Valley. |
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Tell me, how can I make the pigs (that I'm always hearing about) fly? |
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Genetics ... yes .... Genetics bY the ever watch fuLL Mang Inn JumpeR. |
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I'm snowed in.. |
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and can't get out but whom should arrive.....The Man With Jumper!!! .... he wiLL save you! "Don't be afraid Miss... |
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i had this pocket made just for you!!! ..inflate with me and fly away - but to where?!?! |
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I used to be |
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To Rio where Ronnie went, yeah..... just like The Great Train Robber. (Pommie Accent)... Let's go..... |
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save some polar bears.. i know a few eskimos through the internet who'd happily submit themselves as bait! |
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"no...no...no...that iS too nastY," said The Mang In The Jumper, he offered other options. |
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They were lifelines phone a friend, ask the audience, and 50/50. |
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The audience were shot in suits with love petals right and the start of the song ... |
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wake me up when the dream ends... when will reality end? |
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The Great Dream ....???!!!....neVeR! ~~ aS shoES pulSatE on The Home ... |
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my heart pulsates to your voice. |
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I need to write before the blues run out. |
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So chew on this, |
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theRe iS nothing that compares to writing, becAuSe ... |
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fighting fish eat each other, save their eyes left staring staring at me - glaring, for me to dip my quill in the tank. |
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I found that there was a Dead Poet in the inky water. |
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The water that coloured her world |
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smelt like piss |
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and tartar sauce. |
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Hell broke open and swallowed his 70s bike. What to do now was the question? |
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I don't know.. I'm at a loss for words (goddamn!) |
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At a loss for words she picked up some letters and formed strange things from them that.... |
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could have been cranes.. maybe sharper airplanes? |
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One would ever know they seemed to have sharp teeth. |
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Move along fluffy fish, move along |
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there are no piranha droids here |
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they caught the phrase and ran stiff legged to the next shoe box where |
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rats gnawed their exits, making shoe box shoe. |
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Trading glances like one million and one snow flakes shoes left the box. |
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All I want for Christmas are my two front teeth! |
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Add your entry here |
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Add your entry here |
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Add your entry here |
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Add your entry here |
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entry appear! |
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Dang..... the sky light's up 1000 and 1 muses while thoughts halo downnnnn.............. |
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oh well, whatever, never mind |
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by Nirvana was one of David Bowie's favorite aLbums, when it was pLayed he wouLd... |
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crave a tic-tac. |
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give my shit back |
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- electrify! |
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those craZeD! oLe' earLy 90's Penguins and their younG! ....theN |
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down the oily way we go |
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hair follicles of sugar, |
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crystal spider webs and sub bass snarls. |
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you pisspot monkey fucker |
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..I love you |
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...the love is here, I thought it had vanished! crashed!! through a 'K-Hole'...When I heard those magical words, I began |
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garbling profoundly in pig-latinate spanish |
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he was still hooked on the Wolfmother theory of another |
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nine rounds still left to go.. |
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arck! arck!! arck!!! goes Stephen King's drunken crow, whiLe the ... |
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headlights blink and car starts to stink, I will |
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clean it one day, not today as the world has begun to spin a different way. |
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My favourite crayon now a stub, |
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first kiss my butt then start to rub |
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the plastic toad from the magical tree of |
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shadrach, mesach and abednego holdings plc |
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RATS LIVE ON NO EVIL STAR |
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my cat was hit by a car |
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No good. |
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We should MSGO* outa this town! |
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While the lights are down gillteriZed all around. |
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I zzz zzz zzz zzz I zzz zzz zzz zzz I zzz zzz zzz zzz I bidda badda boom bidda badda badda boom boom |
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Um........ You like 'Brucie - Baby....?', kaaaa chhhinG! Damn cashing in on movie sampLes*........What neXt.....? Paris...? |
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let me hold you, let me touch you |
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let me spank your hairy crutch too |
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and run through fieLds of bLue Microdots! |
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yabba dabba doo |
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got nothing not even or a cLue...Fred is listening to... |
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www.myspace.com/planetfuznut - so why the fuck aren't you? |
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Dail-Up slows the process down. |
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Fuck-up get outa town. |
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said the narrator for the ugly duckling |
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,while mixing up strange potions. To change the so called 'Ugly Ducking' into |
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typos are pornos for journos, let's do it |
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inside the bushes smash & mash that type writer, use it as a second guess to the elements, ex-seeeeeeeD! The Venture* |
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teacher-teacher, i've been bad |
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now rip out your books as I am mad! Write out pages 1- |
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and 2.. and three.. come on ladies, feel the burn! |
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Of the sea maiden as she steals away sailers with her |
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envy; ropes bound from hair of wild entanglement |
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strategic forms of a sea of fury, the wash and the flow. |
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When I feel like, I can feel, once again.. let me stay awhile.... |
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longer, thredding light and sound through my finger tips...... |
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heavily making me feel how i used to be |
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relaxing under the fir tree the a candle lit |
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- but did not light |
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that wasn't right, so they went back to the log cabin for the night. |
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And as I'm feeling that this corpse isn't right, |
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I'd like to skip it and have a good ole' Street Fight...!!! Here comes CMW on the right and LFN on the left........It's ahhhhhhh rum ball |
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making me drunk and I've fumbled |
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,breaking the ykk patent, as I had no patience. |
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I sold blueprints for 33rd century nostalgia to the men in white coats who watch chemicals go zip |
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ZAP! and spin through the ether of the Great Tome which had been tearing at the insides of |
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nowhere in particular for some time, now |
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she hid from the men with George Loo-Cus shaped electro battle props. |
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The sort you can only find in all the right places, in between the vinyl sleeves, and |
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tambourines - get it on, shake ya thong |
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bullshit happy new year |
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bullshit happy new year |
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happy new year!! |
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happy new ear |
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happy new ear!! |
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happy new hearts and ears, hearts and ears |
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listening to the voices of the disinfranchilled youth, party on down it's the truth. Scooping the bass bins electro rockin' ... |
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