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Our limits of the infinite have never been defined Spirit lies in atrophy in a state too late to unwind Trophies on the back shelf procreating all our race Ideals of our fantasies on which all things...
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Looking at all of your friends Wishing you could be like them Running on glass floors again Just so you can be knocked down Swimming in oceans of pain Trying as it pulls you in Wrapping your heart up...
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"papersnow" From no talking just heads (a. partridge, c. frantz, j. harrison, t. "blast" murray, t. weymouth) Andy partridge: vocals, whistles and lyrics Tina weymouth: backing...
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Høøskee døølee! Vürsh dê cørn dê høøtdîggidee dårn dê vüdigideedøø... Øøn dê pöpcørn! Ån fers dé pöpcørn dëë shrîmpéé! Shrîmpéé! Hëër dê shrîmpéé! Ödêédöø Shrîmpéé!!!! Höhöhöhö. Oöooh! Ödee dåb dü...
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