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Lyrics:
Oh, Gotta see, gotta know right now What’s that writing on your everything It isn’t anything at all
Oh, Gotta see, gotta know right now What’s that writing on your shelf In the bathrooms and the bad motels
No one really cared for it at all Not the gravity plan
Early, early in the morning It pulls all on down my sore feet I wanna go back to sleep
In the motions and the things that you say It all will fall, fall right into place As fruit drops, flesh it sags Everything will fall right into place When we die some sink and some lay But at least I don’t see you float away And on spilt milk, sex and weight It all will fall, fall right into place
Oh, Gotta see, gotta know right now What’s that writing on your everything It isn’t anything at all
Early, early in the morning It pulls all on down my sore feet I wanna go back to sleep
In the motions and the things that you say It all will fall, fall right into place As fruit drops, flesh it sags Everything will fall right into place When we die some sink and some lay But at least I don’t see you float away
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