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Saturday, January 16, 2010 - Twisted :)

All God's children need travelling shoes
Drive your problems from here
All good people read good books
Now your conscience is clear.

In the morning when I wipe my brow
Wipe the miles away,
I like to think I can be so willed
And never do what you say .

Look my eyes are just holograms,
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety.

We just poked a little pie
For the fun that people have at night
Late at night don't need hostility,
The timid smile and pause to free.

I don't care about their different thoughts,
Different thoughts are good for me,
Up in arms and chaste and whole,
All God's children took their toll.

Cup of tea take time to think yeah
Time to risk a life a life a life
Sweet and handsome soft and porky
You pig out 'til you've seen the light
Pig out 'til you've seen the light

Half the people read the papers
Read them good and well,
Pretty people, nervous people,
People have got to sell,
News you have to sell.

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