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When apple leaves fall
You may feel something in your mind's eye
When the earth drinks in squall
You may plan to escape on the sly

I heard her sobbing
Her tears tasted so sweet
I heard her singing
Her voice was gray beat

When apple leaves fall
We will have to say good bye
When the earth drinks in squall
Your mind will be dry



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My weight is 300 pounds
My favorite is beef jerky
I'm a vagabond, I'm a vagabond
My mom says, "You are kinky!"

Who cares?
I don't care
A horse's ass is better than yours

Lie down here, baby
Just relax . . . honey

My baby horse is Jennifer
What a beefy hip!
She has a fine coat of fur
What shiny hair!

Who cares?
I don't care
A horse's ass is better than yours

Let's eat carrots together until . . .
Let's eat carrots together until . . .



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The velocity of time turns her voice into sugar water

I'm on a concrete way
The wind is blowing to the north-northwest
It smells like sands of the southern island

When a black cat crosses my path
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth

La La La . . .

I'm riding on a camel that has big eyes
The buildings are changing into coconut trees
Little by little

When a black cat crosses my path
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth

La La La . . .

We are taking sugar water shower




White pepper ice cream
It's like a line drawing
It snipped my heart
White pepper ice cream
In my mouth
It stings my lips
It's like an eclipse
As if I'm in the crossword puzzle
But I can't fill in the blank
White pepper ice cream
Sweet or spicy?
White pepper ice cream
Which is the first word?
Sweet or spicy?
Áa m'est Ègal
Áa m'est Ègal
It's all the same to me
I was shot with bullets of pepper
On my lips
I feel a nip
Black and white
Bonnie and Clyde
Black and white
Bonnie and Clyde
It steels my sight
Under cover of night
We run away from . . .
It's all the same to me
We run away from . . .
It's all the same to me
In the puzzle




SHUT UP AND EAT
TOO BAD NO BON APPÉTIT
SHUT UP AND EAT
YOU KNOW MY LOVE IS SWEET

Yes, I'm cooking for my son and his wife
It's his 30th birthday
Pour berries into a bowl
Add milk of two months ago
"It's moldy . . . mom, isn't it?"
I don't give a flying fuck though

REPEAT

It's food nouveau
It's the shape of love

Beat it! Beat it up!
Extra sugar Extra salt Extra oil and MSG
Extra sugar Extra salt Extra oil and MSG

REPEAT

You were born in the 60's
We made a war with the Vietnamese
We loved LSD We died easily
Can we just say c'est la vie?
So what! Say what! For your own sake
Do you have a headache or heartbreak?
Are you made or broken by the birthday cake?
You may be slow on the uptake
I pour pot in the birthday cake
So what! Say what! For my own sake
Watch out yo! Here I come yo!
I'm gonna change to a rattlesnake
Turn up the TV! Do you agree?
I'm talking turkey Take it from me
I'm gonna show my love for my dove
"But it's moldy . . . mom, isn't it?"

Extra sugar Extra salt Extra oil and MSG
Extra sugar Extra salt Extra oil and MSG

REPEAT



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16 years ago, one day,
I was walking down the street.
I was cruising in Brooklyn.
You know what I'm saying?
Something was cooking,
but, wasn't yet a chicken.

There was a man,
selling chicks in a box.
He said, "2 for 1, but 3 for 2."
I said, "That's not bad,
here's money for you."
One was magenta, the other was blue.

I KNOW MY CHICKEN.
YOU GOT TO KNOW YOUR CHICKEN.

One day, the blue one went away.
The other grew up fuckin' well.
She was noisy every night.
I had always chicken-bite.

Then I met a lover.
One night, she made me dinner.
Licking finger, I wondered
where she got the chicken.

I KNOW MY CHICKEN.
YOU GOT TO KNOW YOUR CHICKEN.

Spare the rod and spoil the chick,
before you go and shit a brick.

I KNOW MY CHICKEN.
YOU GOT TO KNOW YOUR CHICKEN.

She went to college to study anatomy.
I followed her father's butchery.
We got 2 babies. Isn't it cool?
One is Magenta, the other is Blue.

I KNOW MY CHICKEN.
YOU GOT TO KNOW YOUR CHICKEN.




It was such lovely weather
The third day in Milano
I was sitting in a chair
The point of my high heel was stepping on a man's shadow

The scent of his cappuccino was carried on the wind of Milano
He stared me up and down as if I was a restaurant menu
The accidental meeting made my blood red like chianti

Mio . . . mio bambino . . .
Blindfold me . . . only feeling

When you touch me on the knee
I can feel your vibration
When you capture my secret key
I can hear your pulsation

HIT ME!

In the night I can't sleep
You sweep me off my feet
Make my body burn




The sunshine, too light
The ocean, too wide
I'm sick of your cliche
The sky is kind
Love is blind
You can't let go of the lost pain

You are in the maze
Spending every day
I'm in the haze
I want the getaway

Can you take my silver wheat?
Mix it up with butter and treat
I feel a chill go down my feet
Your maple is so sweet

But it's too mushy, baby

We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
Got to get me out of here
Before it goes stale





My heart is like an artichoke
I eat petals myself one by one
Until I feel enough
Until I lose to laugh
When I end to eat the last one
I will tear my drops
I will lose my lips
Though I can't stop plucking off
I can't see my core
I keep asking for you more and more
Can you peel my petals one by one?
Your hands are like a rusty knife
Are you gonna keep on peeling me?
Are you gonna keep on peeling me?
Are you gonna keep on peeling me?
What am I gonna be on the pan?
Will I be burnt black?
Can you squeeze a lemon on me?
Baby . . . Baby . . .
Everything You wanna feel
Baby . . . Baby . . .
Everything You wanna taste
Baby . . . Baby . . .
Everything You wanna feel
Baby . . . Baby . . .
Everything You wanna taste





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