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Button
01:37
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Push a button
And I guess it's time to jet
A simple pleasure
That I'll never forget
The moment that your feet flew off the ground
You were waving, smiling, looking down
What a lovely aeroplane I've found
With engines A-OK
Push a button
And I guess it's time to jet
(that's what the oyster told you)
A simple pleasure
That I'll never forget
No matter I'll be thinking
Of the dark that helps you grow
Surviving evil snakes and poison snow
As wild as the final kiss I blow
As you drift up/off
As you drift off/up
Direct hit
Fucking nailed it
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Black Trumpet
01:58
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She smoked so many cigarettes
They called her "Dragon Lung"
Black Trumpet blowing away the seeds
That form your bruised arm
And has she guessed my final thought?
That I could scrap away the stone?
Of have the serpent take her home?
But she knows that I will not
For she's a similar attachment
To the new Christ who's dispatching us away
She's not the same
Lopping the ribs
Off the kinder, garden saints
But it's my dream and not their laughter
That she will give away
And there's no poison in this dark
But I'm ignore completely
As she rips their flesh apart
And she tells me to restart
And she calls me on my bullshit
And she runs up to the pulpit, singing
"I know what you're doing but
I know what you're doing but
I know what you're doing but
It's okay
It's all the same
I'm not the same"
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