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and wide
Keep your contributions by your side and

Stroke me, stroke me
Could be a winner boy you move mighty well
Stroke me, stroke me (stroke
and wide
Keep your contributions by your side and

Stroke me, stroke me
Could be a winner boy you move mighty well
Stroke me, stroke me (stroke
right into my face
First you try to bet me, you make my backbone slide
When you find you've bled me, slip on by, and

Stroke me, stroke me
Could be
way ... right into my case
First you try to beg me, you make my backbone slide
But when you find you bled me, skip on by
Keep on - stroke me, stroke me
right into my face
First you try to bet me, you make my backbone slide
When you find you've bled me, slip on by, and

Stroke me, stroke me
Could be
right into my face
First you try to bet me, you make my backbone slide
When you find you've bled me, slip on by, and

Stroke me, stroke me
Could be
(music by matton - September 93)
(poems by bartsch - September 93)
The night grows pale
As with faint wing stroke
The cradle of decay
Emerges from
Keep your contributions by your side and stroke me, 
Stroke me
Could be a winner boy, you move quite well
You got your number down
Say you're
cards poked in his spokes, his boots in oil he's patiently soaked
The roadside attendant nervously jokes as the angel's tires stroke his precious
into the sores 
The angel rides by humpin' his hunk metal whore 

Madison Avenue's claim to fame in a trainer bra with eyes like rain 
She rubs
back up again
When you stare into my eyes
And I never want it to end

The sounds of the jungle and the blue skies
The earth underneath my feet
MAGNIFICENT MADNESS
           MUSIC BY JOHN KLEMMER-LYRICS BY DAVID BATTEAU
                    http://johnklemmer.com

PASSION IS MY MADNESS
searching into you 
And ached a while

I watch his lips 
Caress the glass
His fingers stroke 
The stem and pass
To lift a cigarette at last
He dries
on and stroke a left side 
Go on blow on go on blow on and stroke a right side

Your biting into the root your smoking pot to the wall
Blow on go on blow
Words and music by Woody Guthrie

While we're on the subject of hard work, I just wanted
To say that I always was a man to work.

I was born working
Your love is coming into my life
It makes me feel good inside
I need a moment of ecstasy
A feeling higher then high

This is the music I like
Your love is coming into my life
It makes me feel good inside
I need a moment of ecstasy
A feeling higher then high

This is the music I like
on and stroke a left side 
Go on blow on go on blow on and stroke a right side

Your biting into the root your smoking pot to the wall
Blow on go on blow
zoo-music girl

my body is a monster driven insane
my heart is a fish toasted by flames
I kiss the hem of her skirt
we spend our live in a box full
Whip the child, stretch that child...drag them through your dreams of 
lust...raise the skirt...stroke the thigh...leech!! This blood will never
Each night in some cafe
I'm on display until the dark, turns into dawn
Up upon the stand, singing with the band
While the music plays on

Each
zoo-music girl zoo-music girl 

my body is a monster driven insane
my heart is a fish toasted by flames
I kiss the hem of her skirt
we spend our live in
tears seep into my cheek
every crease in my face is a stroke of war paint
just battlefield journalist capturing a picture of this
combat mission from
tripping with the one
Music so good I feel outrageous
You can tell by my stroke I'm getting serious

There's a brother doing the hickybear???
There's
on the truth
He caught me looking then but soon his eyes forgot me
And everything he seems to do
Reflects just another shade of blue
I saw her searching into