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Stash

I'm pulling the pavement from under my nails

I brush past a garden, dependent on whales

The sloping companion I cast down the ash

Yanked on my tunic and dangled my stash

Zipping through the forest with the curdling fleas

To grow with them spindles, the mutant I seize

I capture the dread beast who falls to his knees

And cries to his cohorts, asleep in the trees



Smegma, dogmatagram, fishmarket stew

Police in a corner, gunnin' for you

Appletoast, bedheated, furblanket rat

Laugh when they shoot you, say "Please don't do that"



Control for smilers can't be bought

The solar garlic starts to rot

Was it for this my life I sought?

Maybe so and maybe not (Maybe so and maybe not) (4x)



Was it for this my life I sought? (Maybe so and maybe not)

Control for smilers can't be bought (Maybe so and maybe not)

The solar garlic starts to rot (Maybe so and maybe not)

Was it for this my life I sought? (Maybe so and maybe not) (4x

Phish

Stash / Phish

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