"the petrified florist" as written by and Wagner....
A goofy Libra a drafty car I do believe I've stepped on my guitar

A borrowed bender a liver ends until you've seen it it's really just pretend

A coward's trade a careful foray against the blade a patent
Answer can't wait to get my hands on her

The closing of the coor the blistered buttered roar oh
Callous even hand in the village of the damned

A broken glass the broken table the spitting image if I was able

A frightened bird the written word our daily logic has become absurd

And when you see her smile you live the fever for a little
While you'll never ever leave her my crippled friend

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