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Flaming Lips |
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Miscellaneous |
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Charlie Manson Blues |
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The seance has just been told, |
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The slaughter has just been sold, |
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To some people who won't get old, |
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Cause their skin is getting cold. |
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The room that's in the back, |
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That's where I lost it all. |
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In the room that's in the back, |
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Let's go have a ball. |
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Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues. |
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I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son. |
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I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues. |
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I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son. |
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Head burning up, chain-smoking, |
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Everybody here is choking. |
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Shrunken heads are joking, |
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And new-born skull is broke. |
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And the room that's in the back, |
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Is where I lost it all. |
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In the room that's in the back, |
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Let's go have a ball. |
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Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues. |
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I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son. |
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I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues. |
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I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son. |
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Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues. |
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I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son. |
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I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues. |
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I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son. |
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Whoa, Goddammit! |
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Shit! |
