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Bear and rascal power watching us in your garage
Big girl, you ate the neighbor, the nova is
up and play, by the radio
Make room for Clara's bare feet, the love of a

Tick-tock and waiting for the
This clock is another door

Lots of love, just keep it comin', something out of nothin'
(These are the that I)
I don't know how to say, what I love today
(These are the best I)

of love just keep it comin', making something out of nothin'
(These are the best I)
I don't know to say, lookin' what I lost today
(And these are the that I)

Blood flowers in the kitchen, signing off and down
This Martian ends her mission, the nova is
She the ball by the mission bell
lizards, bark at donkeys, the love of a Martian

Let's bow our head and let the trumpets
Our is gone, God, bless her little soul

Lots of love, just keep it comin', making something out of
(These are the that I)
I don't how to say, losin' what I love today
(These are the best I)

Lots of just keep it comin', making something out of nothin'
(These are the best I)
I don't know what to say, lookin' what I lost
(And are the things that I)

She's got a sword, in case though this is not her,
In case, the one who can't afford to her image is restored to grace
Disappeared, no trace, musky tears,
The down turn, brave burn cub, bear careless
Turnip snare rampages color pages

and out, but not in Vegas, disembarks and disengages
No loft, sweet pink canary cages plummet, pop dew skin
For the sniffing black noses snort and allude to the dangling trinkets
mimic the dirt, cough, go, drink, it's, it's for you

Blue battered town, slip kisses delivered by duck muscles
And bottle nosed grifters arrive in to catch the late show
It's a barrel race, a she hive stare and chase wasted feature
Who tried and to reach her, embossed beneath a box
In the closet that's

The kind you find when you mind own business
Shiv sister to the
Before it blisters into the new morning, milk

Your ilk is funny to the turnstile, touch
bouquet set a course for bloom without decay
Get your broom and sweep the echoes of
Fallen away