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From the Knee Braces That Swing Low Fatman album...


you said... you said!
what you said... what you said!

in the house where he lived
there lived a boy
the boy knew not his name
so the boy tore out his own eyes
and the place he surrended such
a salt path to walk
a salt path to render
in a house was my house of ilk

i was your friend
and you're trying
why aren't you fucking crazy
create my craze

he's so nonwithstanding
he's so static


that is my car!
that is my car!
i was your lighting

(words & music: winston campbell)



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