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INSTRUMENTAL

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. . . German . . . you don't want to share, you don't want to write, you don't want to think, you don't, what's the matter, . . . German . . . Julie what's the matter?

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Emily, Emily . . . Thank you, Thank you . . . Sparkle . . . Prostitute . . . Light a cigarrette, Syringe . . . Doctor, Doctor . . . Belt, Computer . . . Electron . . . I pity you . . . Permission . . . Stravinsky, Chocolate . . .

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Genius Boy (x8) . . . Genius Boy say 'La La La', Genius Boy say 'Rock and Roll', Genius Boy . . . Genius Boy say 'took your crown', Genius Boy say 'write your songs', Genius Boy say 'break your bones', . . . Genius Boy you lost your home . . . Genius Boy you're learning good, Genius Boy you'll take over, . . . Japanese . . .

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. . . Bonjour, Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Da, (repeated solfege major scale) . . .

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I live in a house with no windows, I live in a house that only you can escape, all the painting models watching tv, drinking coffee, trying to preserve us after your phone calls, I live in a house with no chairs, no junkfood, I live in a house that only you can enjoy, all day eating out, and sniffing, always drinking coffee, trying to inform myself in more than James Joyce, Perhaps my brains are useless now that I'm stuck here in this house with you, Perhaps my brains are fooling me into following you into the trunk of your car, it smells like carnage but I can hold my breath while it lasts, buckets of rich PMS on our front yard, Cancel all our subscription, a handbook . . . religion, Safari is the formation, I'm so glad I can hear your sobs, I really don't want to touch you and then I really do, I'm so glad I can hear her too, I'm so glad (no I don't wanna love), I'm so glad I can hear her too, I'm so glad, We live in a house with too much plates, too much gills, We live in a house that only we can enjoy, All day dancing slashing cutting, skinning bits off that nasty girl, Trying not to swallow up handfuls of your hair, I'm so glad I can see that skirt, I really don;t want to touch you and then I really do

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I had a geometric nightmare, I dreamt geometric ice, I dreamt of geometric rain . . . Japanese . . . That is what I have in mind, I just want to be your dream . . . Japanese . . .

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Go start in the park... down in the dark... feel a bit partial feel a bit harsh... partly... partly... Listen to the darky feel a bit... A dark horse Back off mate never too late, eh? Go start in the park... down in the dark... feel a bit partial feel a bit harsh... Go start in the park... down in the dark... feel a bit partial feel a bit harsh... ...up in flames ... please relax

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INSTRUMENTAL

Lyrics:

INSTRUMENTAL