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

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

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 today
(These are the that I)

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

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

Let's bow our and let the trumpets blow
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 that I)

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

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

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

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

The kind you find you mind your own business
Shiv to the quickness
Before it into the new morning, milk blanket

ilk is funny to the turnstile, touch bunny
Whose bouquet set a for bloom without decay
Get your broom and sweep the echoes of
Fallen freckles