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And I'll just keep on stumbling Right now it feels to humbling To tell you what I want

And the cities feeling queer and crass With beer cans growing blazes of grass To look like something new

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And I know that you love me But I'm just to damn hungry For loving that I don't need And I know that you like my shoes

If you wish that you could count for every inch And every ounce of everything that you leak And you'll die by the time you thirty

Slithering snakes in garden rakes Don't got what it takes To give you what you need

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