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Aloysius was a bluegrass drummer, he was just a normal kid
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Bloomin', trippin', flowin' under, just as I once did
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At a 24-hour restaurant, open 'til the end of time
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He was washing dishes there when he met Brick Butterfly
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She was a no-wave singer for a country act working outta Region Ten
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She was all strung out on hard street fat but he didn't know it then
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First a look, then a spark, sound of Velcro in the dark
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His heart is spinning like a bicycle wheel
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She and he laid the stems down flat in the middle of a field
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Brick Butterfly had a history of sleeping with the kitchen staff
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She was a hardcore gobbler and a longtime guzzler of hydrogenated crap
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Suet, tallow, liquid squeals, great mounds of plastic lard
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That's what she got the lad to steal on the night that he got fired
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Aloysius woke at five a.m, the hungry girl was gone
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There was blood in the bedding, forks in the ceiling, and bones all over the lawn
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Like any strong young poet would, he packed his bags for Region Ten
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I guess now I know him less than I ever knew him then
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Yes, I guess I know him even less than I ever knew him then