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Stop Playing Games with Human Minds Stop Playing Games with Human Minds I've got a little birdy get around Little little Elizabeth tell the town Your hair or red and long white gown Almost met all over town Your jogging accross the rail road tracks almost gave me a heart attack I found your mother kidnapped Your held for extortion by the cops Head the other way when saw me I saw a streak of loveliness pass by me You may want me but then again you don't A farmer boy I am and much much more I'll help plant the seed of life But the slaughter house I'll destroy I eat meat thats no lie But asd you know that liberty bell must fly Up above eaton sontontucci rock and behind my head down the blok Im the shamans in the rocks That climb above to hear you talk Cross dressed as usual while we spoke tummy turns a tires near have spokes That tricycle Benton spoke of Will hang on that mantle piece High as it should be They see right through you the Andersons That knew you Will you please believe? That as we live and breath There is so much more Than implants that you may score Waiting for that score The ones that you deserve Up in the attic o life A key to the clocks given with love Mandy found a serious score upside down ...talking to loud Stolen batteries broke down that door Her mommy's whiskey went down our throat Listen to the old crows and mockingbirds scream it's alright Fraudian slips that speak of dress the seriousness will you confess? Testify like Anne said she would Get high on the truth that saves all lives Before and after the middle again Let it shine and shine and shine Got you hits of love songs sung just because The pumkin clan rides again With all of my close friends A ghost beware the cops said that night hangs out in my own house of delight Watch you lies to long And I can much better explain it all A body found o late that night I did find but not those lady's of the night Bible found later on that month not to far away Eagle scouts record hidden away The<b> wedding </font></b>dress that Mandy found I swear will rebound Hats thrown in the air so carelessly Drunken psycotronic tyranny A Baby carrage to restore Alias Templar is the world |
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