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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 of a Martian

Tick-tock and for the meteor
clock is opening another door

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

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

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

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

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

Lots of love just keep it comin', something out of nothin'
(These are the best I)
I know what to say, lookin' what I lost today
(And these are the things I)

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

Down and out, but not in Vegas, and disengages
No loft, sweet canary cages plummet, pop dew skin fortitude
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 naval town, slip kisses by duck muscles
And bottle nosed grifters in time to catch the late show
It's a beehive race, a she hive stare and chase wasted feature
Who tried and failed to reach her, embossed a box
In the that's lost

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

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