the dead milkmen – song for michael’s pipe lyrics
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(the hidden decoder exercise in the booklet)
the hunter becomes the hunted
no man can only be free
forty screaming monks see three
silly lading gun sort of people
love me n-body loves me
love me somebody has something
love me n-body hurts you
love me somebody has nothing
a movie theater is a history lesson
my teacher can never seem mute
there stands in the clearing a prayer flute
silly loading gun sort of lovers
scream, sweat for my nighttime
yell, naked the medication wears off
help, help no one isn’t a stranger
bang gun shots recoil in my brain
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