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or trenches I am just checking Got a mention In detention Cut the fencing I am not messing Nah nah nah I am not messing I'm gonna cruise the mall Leaflets
Violence MY ASS Wake up and die alive Wake up and die alive We're dropping leaflets out of planes We're dropping leaflets out of planes We're dropping
about myself by reading leaflets I got the juice, I don't got nothing to lose I sing resilient blues, I'm making moves, every time I feel a loss I'm just
weighs 14 stone plus suitcase But hitch-hiker be who is a political activist Distributes leaflets from his suitcase Each of which weigh an ounce
'cause I ain't got a job It must have been the small print I misunderstood The offer on the leaflet looked so good I was poor, my mum was rusting
Are you a prophet, are you a leaflet Can the small rain down can rain There's a hook in my eye, a knife in my gullet No more lonesome heartache Come
frightened of Doesn't come with a leaflet that says how to keep it This is the love that can't be seen No detailed instructions or Japanese symbols Like
There goes my life, ticking away There goes my love, slipping away Long to skeep, later But alarms keep ringing Take another leaflet from
all gritty (eugh!) Stop to pick up the leaflets' secrets So many nights where the boys was sleepless Get fucked then repeat off whatever's cheapest Like
Guilty On schism Leaflet from church Blame it On schism Burn my house and took my larynx Throw and catch Bellyache and vomit Coming up My lynch Oh my
Jobseeker! Can of Strongbow, I'm a mess Desperately clutching onto a leaflet on depression Supplied to me by the NHS Is anyone's guess how I
more casanovas No more leaflets scattered in the rain We all miss the champagne supernovas Nothing’s running in our brains How am I supposed to breathe?
living life in the age of the anxiety There’s no keener advocate than a convert Convert me with pamphlets and leaflets and proverbs Wrinkles in your brow
I’ll live long I used to play many games when I was little And I always had the urge to win Are you outraged? I read leaflet after leaflet Poetry
The concept breeds Some insecurity though It paid to be wrong The leaflets and crib-sheets Paint a recurring theme The leaflets and crib-sheets Stacked up high
And the waste, You'll hope for your Safety the most. Chloroform in print The leaflets bide the street Your Chloroform in print You notice the typesetting Your
Documents all around, who to blame Where's the sound nobody move, hurt inside Outside is rough ground Droplets, leaflets, strangers judging Can't
and mildew weeds Milky thistle and cherry tree Osmanthus calls me to stray away Burning orange leaflets for a prayer cnd work is the prison of my love It
The pages are leaving A sage is receiving A leaflet with pictures and captions Muses are destined to humbly stumble Tumbling dumbly Fall into the lap
birds sing rejoicing melodies The harvest moon claims its fruits of majesty cmber leaflet's cascade in cutumn's grace Winter claims a starving child's
leaflet Demonstrates You got a new suit But no gun to shoot Your emptiness Doesn't interest me You worship the image Of the crucified man Wearing
SHcDY She thinks I might be shady so she looks away I'm smiling lonely trying to save my day She hands me a leaflet from a dangerous coat c coat
afraid She saw me on the street She tugged at my shirtsleeve She handed me a leaflet I put it in my pocket I was doing my laundry I checked my pocket I
a leaflet, try to read it You have always been a friend But when you see me next Won't recognize the person that I am I'm born again Get born, get born,
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