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"Goggles" as written by and Roger/crover Osborne....
Of weak intensity of sheer velocity
Silver boy gone but he left his hand
Happy to chain Leave all his things
Get right and heave it
May be taste a few
Disguise dis all of you
Violence try to make me follow
I'm not a dog
But yes I will
Untell my visions clear I'll not filth here
The last thing I need is time to feed
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"Goggles" as written by Mark Deutrom Dale Crover
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