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I can flick a cigarette butt
Further and more accuracy

Lots of practice, I guess
Someday we will all be editors

That jumps around from person to person
And bites you on the ass
A certain static is required
The albino butterfly

Thank you, thank you, very much
Little spiders making little webs
Nuts, is what you have become
Kind of fractured of the facts

Dylan and drugs and the sweat bee
Shake and stretch the stiffness

Exercise, not right now
Applauded for your idleness

Connects to a power line
That runs over my head

As we sit under a tree

Thank you, thank you, very much
Little spiders making little webs
Nuts, is what you have become
Kind of fractured of the facts

An upside down wire heart
Being sucked into a periscope

Still the mind is dull
Like you need another excuse

Your thoughts lift like a fog
As the sun burns it away
A soft ball and a stick
And the imprint that it makes

Like the chambers from a gun
After the shooting's done
This is what you have become
Now make something out of it

I can flick a cigarette butt
Further and more accuracy