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Sustiva Dream #6 |
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(tatonic drug) |
sweet in winter
sweet in rain
shake well beer for you, she said.
you never touch me anymore this way.
connector in
reciever out
you let me in through the back door
ride the sainted rythyms on the midnight train to Longford
ride the sainted rythyms
sweet in winter
sweet in rain
shake well beer for you, she said.
you never touch me anymore this way
Connector, Connector
Connector, Connector
Connector, Connector
Connector, Connector
I'm so dirty
and the light blinds my eyes.
oh so dirty
and the light blinds my eyes.
here comes Christ on crutches...
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(sunset stripper) |
call me white trampoline
she said today
but I was too busy with my head
shake well beer for you she said
but you never touch me anymore |
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(tounge sisters) |
I was busy listening for phone sex
coming through the back door | |
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(did you get the door?) |
and the skin tight trends
and we all went | |
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(flying chips) |
mental
and dense.
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(polyester chicken
polyester chicken
here comes the dicey fantasy
Uh
um
big thoughts) |
I get my kicks on channel 6
I get my kicks on channel 6
I get my kicks on channel 6
I get my kicks on channel 6
to the off beat
electricty
and the light blinds my eyes
and I feel dirty
and the light blinds my eyes
and I feel so
shaken in my faith
here comes Christ on crutches
and here comes another god
here comes another god
Like a buffalo fumble
with a smell of sugar
and a velvet tounge
and designer voodoo
and I've got phone sex
to see me through
the emptiness in my 501s
freeze dried in the new religion
and my teeth stuck back in my head
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(sunset strippers) |
I get my kicks on channel 6
I get my kicks on channel 6
I get my kicks on channel 6
I get my kicks on channel 6
I get my kicks on channel 6
the light blinds my eyes
and I feel so dirty
here comes Christ on Crutches
I will not be confused
I will not be confused
you left me confused
I will not be confused with another man | |
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(dirty dirty dirty) |
discression of opinions
lighten up
listen to your eyes, you said
but all I could see was Doris Day
in a big screen satelite
dissapearing down the tube hole on Ferryman Street
with Whiplas Willy
the mantra psycho
And the light burns my eyes
and the light it burns my eyes | |
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(phone sex)
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I get my kicks on channel 6
I get my kicks on channel 6
I get my kicks on channel 6
I get my kicks on channel 6 | |
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(sunset strippers) |
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