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(M--
Mitchell; L--
Du
Bois)in context of the stars / u point at my point rightu reflect off my sunglasses / waiting for the moon on a tight nightin context of the sun / zero degrees is where we startu grind on my gass pedal / red line earth clutchin' my hearin context of the moon / u pull to my full heightwe black out during the eclipse / jelly roll on a comet kiteout of the day into the nightcatchin' the heat and the ride beatooo la la well ooo la wellu saysthere's nothing to doi saysthat's during the dayu saysaren't we having funi saysthe night's not yet wonu saysthe feeling will beooo la la well oo la well
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Dave Watson, Severed Heads Liberation Front (
Re-release the _
Stretcher
_ EP!)
Swetier Balzoff (
Ottawa), Ontario, Canada Email--aj153@
Freenet.carleton.ca"A man is measured by the depth of his anger"--
Eddie"
You will be dead, killed by your mutinous, bastard socks."--R.B. Fairchild
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