Fluffhead

Phish

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    Fluffhead was a man
    With a horrible disease
    Could not find no cure
    Won't you help him if you please?

    Fluff came to my door / Fluff came to New York (two parts)
    Askin' me for change
    His eyes were clear and pure
    But his mind was so deranged

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    Fluff went to a banker
    Askin' for some bills
    The banker said, "I ain't got that
    But I sure got some powerful pills."

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    Composition: Trey Anastasio

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