My tongue that moves slow
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A minute before the evil street
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Breath woman captures a ghost
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Blurring sweat heads eat noodlestuff
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Sit up and beg
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For slivers of language
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That the night air might offer
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Pin back your ears
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And feed...
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Wire Greyhounds
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| Guided By Voices |
