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EverywhereAnd this dayNo matter what all who fills basketsOr who's just thereThe whole earth shudders And this daySeen from the bottom glass phut cigEverywhereJust no fucking respite for us hereJim kidderAnd this dayThe old feelings came backThe surroundings were screaming on the roadAnd you even mistrust your own feelingsAnd this dayThe old feelings came backYou show me the bloody poor boresThe surroundings were screaming on the roadsSo you even mistrust your own feelingsA big basket full S-pub S-martAnd this dayThe old feelings came backEverywhere just no fucking respite for us hereJim kidderA big basket full S-pub S-MartA zero in the SS school bus lacks wagesPoetic justiceAnd this dayThe old feelings came backThe surroundings were screaming on the roadsSo you even mistrust your own feelingsAnd this dayAs seen from a glass bottom phut cigEverywhereJust no fucking respite for us hereJim kidderWho are the translators?In a Bl glandule areaAnd though the blades make presence feltLike US football playersAnd this dayIt will soon heal upEverywhereThe surroundings were screaming on the roadsBut I'll even blow my nose on last pound noteAnd this dayThe old feelings came backThe surroundings were screaming on the roadsSo you even mistrust your own feelingsEven god pays hereYou can go all around HollandHolland EuropeYouth continentBut it will soon come backAnd this dayIt will soon heal upThe surroundings were screaming on the roadsSo you even mistrust your own feelingsAnd this dayI am right hereThe fear and the aweMedical thingyAnd this dayEverywhere justno fucking respite for us hereJim kidderEverywhereJust no fucking respite for us hereJim kidderAnd this dayWho are the translators?EverywhereJust no fucking respite for us hereGuaranteed by godRosso rossoAnd this dayThe old feelings came backEverywhereAnd this day Who are the translators? Who are the empirical leeches?WhoWhoClassicalSmart organic brain bankMultiplexesWho are the transistors?Who are the numerical leeches?Brain bankIt's clear when every lie disturbsMakes you jumpEverywhereJust no fucking respiteUs here Jim kidderYour friends are dustThey're in bitsThey're dustDusty friendsI cannot accountFor this villageTurned me into a niggerSpace dusty clock drove meTo this village

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