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Johnny’s in the basement mixin' up the medicine. I’m on the pavement thinkin' 'bout the government.
She's got everything she needs. She's an artist; she don't look back.
I ain't gonna work on [title] no more.
My love, she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence.
Ain’t it hard to stumble and land in some funny lagoon?
Well I wake up in the morning, there's frogs inside my socks.
I was riding on the Mayflower when I thought I spied some land.
Hey [title], play a song for me. I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Of war and peace, the truth just twists; its curfew gull just glides upon four-legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides.
Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon.
You must leave now; take what you need, you think will last.