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blue metro train
collie on the east side
perk a sonic tube
for it's right on the mark

kill a bad shade
wander in the mess hall
devoted as we were
to a coitus bunny muse

far away to bishop
just you mark my words
it's but a cold tease
& nothing else is still

woah we are here
we're here with our ammo
woke up at the bus stop
but it ain't coming here

what's your will to live?
your cunnilingus devotion
it's lost in the shade
in your stunning vacant stain

just you wait for babes
'cos it's comin' up mornin'
let us clasp our hands, kid
& wait for the sun