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The diggers getting stuck in the machine
Picking getting slim,
I hear say my name
Regin-ah, regin-ah,

Yes I'm the boulder to my ear
And I still hear
Whadya think I was an
Playin' my temperature...

If I hear another song about
If I see feather on the dumb-box
I'm go to Babylon and get me some whiskey
go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now...
If I hear song about angels
If I see feather on the dumb-box
I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some
Oh get me some whiskey, get me some whisky, get me whiskey now

My name is and I know how you feel
I downstairs
I hear you taking out garbage
I hear you your girlfriend
I hear you yourself too
I you flushing your toliet
I hear you your thoughts off
I mine off too
The thing I hear is you
And you don't sound nice and you don't right
And you don't sound good and you sound right

My name is Lucille and I know how you
I live
I hear you taking out garbage
I you loving your girlfriend
I hear you yourself too
I hear you turning your off
Oh, I hear you turning your off
And it quiet...

daughter woke up in the morning
Heard the ring
And something deep inside of her made her to salivate
So she lay there on her pillow
So she lay there, the sun her skin,
And, and...drooling on her
Pavlov's
And it was far away and like a dream
Not a dream, not a dream,
But the ocean, not the ocean,
But forever...

The diggers getting stuck in the machine
getting slim, slimmer
I hear say my name
Regin-ah, regin-ah,

Yes I'm the boulder to my ear
And I still can't
think I was an amateur
Playin' my temperature...

If I hear another song angels
If I see another feather on the
I'm go to Babylon and get me some whiskey
Gonna go to Babylon and get me whiskey now...
If I another song about angels
If I see another feather on the
I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some
Oh get me some whiskey, get me some whisky, get me some now

My name is and I know how you feel
I downstairs
I hear you taking out your
I you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving too
I hear you your thoughts off
I hear you your thoughts off
And I mine off too
The only I hear is you
And you don't nice and you don't sound right
And you don't sound good and you don't right

My name is Lucille and I know how you
I downstairs
I hear you taking out garbage
I you loving your girlfriend
I hear you yourself too
I hear you turning your off
I you turning your thoughts off
It quiet...

As quiet as an ambulance out the neighborhood,
Waiting for the to slip and that final blow,
But nothing happens, a cruel joke
As as a ticker tape parade over the rain forest,
As ironic as a tape parade over my head,
As ironic as a tape parade over my head
Going stream...
To where...it isn't... even... real...rain... at...all...