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(Andy Sears)
These days,--
These days I can hardly breathe--
Caught in hypocrisy
You have to be blind to see!
Killjoys,--You poison us all
With no conscience
Well how much to sell your soul
The prices are going gold!
Mr. Jungle,--Please
Mr. Jungle,--Please please me
Go quench your libido
Mr. Jungle,--Please
Mr. Jungle,--Please leave me
It's a jungle, it's a jungle--help, help!
Please help me,--life is a jungle!
It's a jungle,--it's a jungle--help, help!
Believe me,--Life is a jungle!
You fool,--
Before you play 'God' to your minions
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How I love to sleep
I was back in Mahomet, Illinois,
A Mongoloid child played with
Aa bright orange smurf ball
Gurgling to himself contentedly
Next to a tree. In the middle
Of the street stood a small
Repulsive chihuahua-like beast with
Huge bulging lascivious eyes and sickly
Liver spotted skin. It llifted its tail
And I saw a strange puckered
Cuntlike orafice with a tongue.
The beast started whispering to me
Beckoning to me. Mongo started jumping
Up and down screaming. The neighbors
Ran to their trailor homes and locked
Their doors. I was posses
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From inside a cloud with the shape of a grey owl
Scanning down the hill of an indian sacred site
I can see a figure with hair white like snow
The polar crystal breath
Gyrating around the pyre like planet in orbit,
Around the burning mass of a life giving sun
Following the ways of the ageless
Parallel not our paths can cross
In a shower of meteor storm
As you have sung for me
Now I sing for you
As you have welcomed me
Now I welcome you
The shaman
From inside a cloud with the shape of a grey owl
Scanning down the hill of an indian sacred site
I can
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I gave the girls the eye
I've given lust a try
I'm just an average guy
From the neck on down
I used to have my fun
When all was said and done
I only wanted someone
From the neck on down
Maybe it's one too many mornings after
Maybe I'm sick of my own nervous laughter
Now I'm looking for heaven
From the neck on up
For a perfect eleven
From the neck on up
I was a typical man
I had a master plan
I thought that heaven began
From the waist on down
And I had always said
That I could use my head
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