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Bis How Can We Be Strange

can think strange, they can be different So I go home and imagine everyone saying How can we be strange? How can we be strange When we've got work to

Yield E&D Fields Chew emcees like I'm eatin' a meal Normal life is not real; we are just cogs in a wheel We work, we hurt, we search, we feel The microphonist

With surface permutation of the permafrost We thought close support from the Navy Carriers and Air Force Would give us all what we needed, we were wrong

the way sweatheart we're sharing this day and i don't wish to stay the way that i am, i see the circumstances are strange how i want you to change