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I hid my thruth between your lies I stroke the bulb with hands that smelled like cod I broke my windows and my jaw I chew the pine pits straight into my velvet strut well I only stroll to rectify footprints switched to serial to divert the mud from dandy hill to rasor lane the picknick warning signals uncle Tommie's hut If we could walk a thinner rope I'ld sharpen my teeth just to bite down your stretching hope welcome / welcome / welcome / welcome the plastic mining union blokes hold their lunchbox to their veggie god the hen race ended up in Spain the fight was fixed and the loser was a rancho snob the model c ford coughs a cow the pigeon cancer shows his postrock but welcome red-eyed rhino welcome fortune-telling fun while the keepers of conduct call the cradle for permission to run welcome to my error and welcome to my trial I'm pulling up a seat to say welcome to the gifted stud welcome to the choir that interrogates my luck welcome to the ceremony welcoming these gifted sluts