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Music by Don Chambers and Goat
Lyrics by Don Chambers
© 2011, Plymouth Music
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Calloused hands mending the tear, stretching on the seams of the curtain, throw away your compass you got directions, useless wings make the letters uncertain. The sky rents, ladies do their shanty jig. Loose mortal garments fall off pornographic, broken ankled horses, mud up to your yellow knees, she is not bounds by fair skinned glue, your golden hair turns the earth. The sky rents, ladies do their shanty jig, blocking out the hangover sun, scales fall off faster than sunday morning, pound the unholy skin for skin, pound the unholy skin for skin
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