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Stan's been seeing phantoms and we're not sure to do
His screaming keeps the house up all night
Though we've never his closet and his problems are few
Something 'bout his disposition isn't right

The young boy with the life affirming needs
in the garden
And everybody knows that he's praying for

All the total on the mountain tops
Quarrel, babble, sometimes they
Clouds on the tell of impending doom
You know they seem to be saying that we don't a chance

Large chunks of evidence chucked into my shirt
As the navy doctor asleep a tense fog? surrounded us
Brilliant ignite in the sky
Everyone is beautiful if not somewhat

it's as simple as the stakes on a wall
Sometimes it's as hard as a renaissance
Stuffed into baby ?
You know they'll even laugh at the people we

The tender young boy with the life affirming
waits in the garden
And everybody's sure he's praying for Stan

Even long lost like to regenerate
With new arms and they sort the mail
Cast iron officers around
The president hopes that grow a tail

of ? ? and
Float into the sky at AIIIEEEE!
Oh damn it configurations against the gawky savage
? ? mayhem ? the streets of ? ?