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For some reason greasy dead season's running circles around me.
(Can you it now? Come on and feel it now!)
I'm like a log in the fire, and shit, I know what to believe.
(Can you feel it mow...come on it now...)

soled feet and a burlap throne. I'm gonna cry 'til Daddy comes home.
Yeah, you really never (we really gotta go).

I'm stained rotten. I'm gone and forgotten. (It's the windpipe, they cut the windpipe...)
I fucked the whole crew now my skin's grey and spotting. (Can you feel it yet? It's we all get!)

The sailors and the prostitutes are dancing on the
of all the noblemen and the and the slaves.
The longshore are empty. The sticky spots have dried.
I'm drowning in my skin the tears I never cried.
Fuck the "Lord be with you's" and the "Bless my soul's".
Go down to the barrel and it in the hole.

Stick it in the hole!