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 Him, well he's broken jawed, had enough of making lawsFueled, but he cannot save, lost the power to touch us all
 Getting fixed up on the street, it's easy when you've got no feet
 I've lost my point of view
 But I'm happy to be with you
 So glad I swam through your ocean
 Oh thrilled that I found you
 But it's not love that brings me down
 
 Shuffle hard, bite the lust, your money's long and lip is fat
 Face cracks in the wind but not so bad for Southern white
 He loves pain, shot it up, get it on in Salvador
 I heard a baby calling out, but it doesn't carry
 Across the sea
 But I'm happy to be with you
 
 Get drunk, get stoned happy eyes are blinkered eyes
 Face good, in the crowd, someone else is no one else
 Fingers first, when you dig in shit
 Soft and warm as a baby's skin
 Sleep a while, in a dawn trance
 This is the creature so happy to be with you
 
 
		
		
	
 
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