Stringed up in wires with dry, foaming lips I wish I could be just like you You beg and you twist in a selfmoaning way I wish I could be just like you My hands act like tools, and my tools come alive...

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I've got to admit that I'm a pretty heavy sleeper, and I've yet to find an alarm clock that does the job. Even my cat can't wake me up. So, it's time to do...