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The Flaming Lips Transmissions From The Satellite Heart

Hey, what were you thinkin' When they were startin' the show Yeah, I was there But I didn't care at all I was tryin' to find you When you got lost in

When will you shut your mouth? Stop all the vibrate Birds flying out of a mountain Somewhere the snow cools my fever I just have stumps left for fingers

she has) Oh God Has she Left here? (I think she has) In her grown up years (Yes she has) In her pilot years (Yes she has) Like she came From outer

It's all a waste of time again She used to mow the lawn She always wasted everyone She always turned me on Now she's turned a kind That isn't so much

Stuck in the perpetual motion And dying against the machine The whole thing leaves You a nothing instead of a these The sun is black and the black halos

: Put your face up to the window Tell me all about your "gay folks" It feels better when you in it If your nervous use the pay phone Put your face where

: Hey what were ya thinkin When they were startin the show Yeah, i was there But i didn't care at all I was tryin to find you When you got lost in the

she has) Like she came from outerspace Oh god Has she turned queer? (yes she has) In her grown up years In a pilot dream (yes she has) Like she came from

: You can be my head Oh, I really need one 'cause it's used all its better days You can be my head 'cause I've ruined this one Blasting holes where it