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

Yes I'm putting the to my ear
And I still can't
Whadya think I was an
with my temperature...

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

My is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live
I hear you out your garbage
I hear you your girlfriend
I you loving yourself too
I hear you your toliet
I hear you turning thoughts off
I turn off too
The thing I hear is you
And you sound nice and you don't sound right
And you sound good and you don't sound right

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As quiet as an checking out the neighborhood,
for the blade to slip and that final blow,
But happens, it's a cruel joke
As ironic as a ticker parade over the rain forest,
As ironic as a ticker parade over my head,
As ironic as a ticker tape parade my head
Going stream...
To where...it isn't... even... real...rain... at...all...