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[ti:Unwashed And Somewhat Slightly] |
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[ar:David Bowie] |
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[al:SPACE ODDITYS] |
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Spy spy pretty girl |
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I see you see me through your window |
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Don't turn your nose up |
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Well you can if you need to you won't be the first or last |
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It must strain you to look down so far from your father's house |
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And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you |
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I'm the cream |
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Of the great utopia dream |
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And you're in the gleam |
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In the depths of your banker's splean |
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I'm a phallus in pigtails |
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And there's blood on my nose |
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And my tissue is rotting |
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Where the reats chew my bones |
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And my eye sockets empty |
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See nothing but pain |
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I keep having this brainstorm |
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About twelve times a day |
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So now You could spend the morning walking with me |
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Quite amazed |
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As I am Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed |
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I got eyes in my backside |
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That see electric tomatos |
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On credit card rye bread |
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There are children in washrooms |
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Holding hands with a queen |
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And my heads full of murders |
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Where only killers scream |
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So now you could spend your morning talking with me |
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Quite amazed |
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Look out I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed |
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Now you run from your window |
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To the porcelain bowl |
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And you're sick from your ears |
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To the red parquet floor |
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And the braque on the wall |
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Slides down your front |
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And eats through your belly |
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It's very catching |
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So now you should spend the mornings lying to your father quite amazed |
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About the stramge Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed |