Great Crap

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Great crap! I stuck my nose in his mouth to smell what he was saying
and his words were hooked on chocolate strawberry vanilla isophonic charles in charge cards
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like neopolitan dianetics loaded with implosives and ready to self deconstruct
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 his aftermath was mustached in the l ron cupboard with the rest of the michael groceries

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He is in the air he is everywhere
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He is running in place in space and he is smiling
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He is a dream that came to me
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Nothing can erase or replace that face

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And so I asked him what I was doing in my mind
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And he told me not to waste my time
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What happens to the finder once you've found the find
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We'll play with ourselves til we go blind

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He is in my head his chair's on bread
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He is right said fred and brice beckham at the same time
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He's the recipe for the perfect friend for me
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Axl rosehips and richard persimmons in a soothing pot of craig tea
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Gunner half nelson

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And so I told him I was losing my mind
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He said we're in this together now I lose mine all the time
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and The feelings steal the findings if the founders are too kind
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and We'll play with ourselves til we go blind

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I see you and me and we are sad as sad could eve-r  be
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The past is a corpse and the future is a lie and we cry and we cry and then we die
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Laughing

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Some people that I meet defeat the bounds of space and time
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I will be a golden girl and you will be a golden guy
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And if I threw a party and invited everyone I knew
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I will see the biggest gift will be from you

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We'll reverse all of the peepholes and look the mirror in the eye
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Then we'll snip and cut brian bonsall and turn him into jasmine guy
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And we'll look up in time to see amy grant sir mix-a-lot the sky
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And we'll play with ourselves til we go blind


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He is in the air he is everywhere
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He is running in place in space and he is smiling
E         Am   E            Am
He is a dream that came to me
E             Am      E       Am        E         Am         E         Am
Nothing can erase or replace that face that face that face that face that face