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taking me home But every other day I see another bone I hate your guts But I'll meet you same time, same place tomorrow An archaeology excavation
the feeling, of this last new love And in time, speaking of divine, plainly without archaeology Music born in colour, in colour, at our harbour Oh harrowed
name into archaeology monthly, I'm gonna find some buried treasure just you wait and see, All the museums will be coming to me, I'm gonna find some
Britain. The Petrie Museum of Egyptian Archaeology: Located at University College London, the Petrie Museum is home to over 80,000 artifacts from ancient
of kitchens Crypts and bands You won't find a diploma simply Digging in the sand! What's that oh they will? Ah, Archaeology, right, yes We do teach Archaeology
Archaeology's a tragedy It depresses me incessantly You would have thought it was a subject we could learn from But all we learned was just how badly
fingers Archaeology lingers Under my eye Birdshead With your round black shiny eye Birdshead Silhouetted on the sky Birdshead Grow on my shoulder And when
Poppa sings this song "Archaeology's done me wrong" The British Museum's got my head Most unfortunate 'cause I ain't dead Rock with the caveman (Rock
of me Rock solid archaeology I ain't sorry no apologies All these cities all these colleges Wishin rappin had a scholarship Been inside me since the 9th
archaeology she lookin for a big bone She done hit the lottery
love was just a great big lie Now love you is the only thing that's gonna get me by Help me, can you help me? All I have to offer you is archaeology
that it's gonna take some archaeology But if that's what it takes I'm going for it and I hope you're with me Drilling down past the phony and faulty
abdominals with my anthology This is Asteroids from astronomy Apologies from apologist Your past don't define you always unless it's archaeology Aim at your
means to unite We're not the first society to figure out technology Astronomy, biology, psychology it bothers me How archaeology embarked to be the one
archaeology Excavate my mind Ya dig? Never mind I think too big Then again Maybe I'm thinking too small After all Y'all don't know the half of it Never drop
archaeology Lost our way since the day we crawled from the sea The last breath of humanity - a fading memory Bringing back pieces of the past Clawing
of albums stuck up back-to-back And now that archaeology, all assemblages of you and me So I'll dig up all your sutff and preserve it We'll be old in a bit
inside Feel the juices and the rubbish and the bones Tell me how it feels, an archaeology of consumers/progenitors Baby you're alone Your face pressed
Archaeology, Mineralogy, Photology, Zoology A smart man no less, How did he become journaless? The last page of his journal however looks to be of a daring
the dirt To be found years later by a post-grad archaeology student in a khaki shirt It's not about being remembered It's about taking your last breath
Clarinet Clay White Powder Bombing Girls call me daddy Frog Pipe Guard the door Archaeology Polaroid Curtain Humus What Despair Force Source Food Art
copy the formula Find the hidden in him and dig it up archaeology Wanna trace it over, to study what makes him marvelous Thinking they can make it up,
I was born a prodigy Momma so proud of me Not talking archaeology But nobody's hard as me, hard as me Just ranting real quick Listen to me spit ou
it like Archaeology we the crooks that Were bound for botany Like Toorali oorali its Ben Moon in The room so you decide if ya Wanna get up and dance
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