"Zanzibar" genre: Rock
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	Same session as Otis Campbell but more vocal. Sounds like a dumpster being emptied by Zappas garbageman.
	Credits: Once again Jamie Guggino drummed & I did other stuff.
	Lyrics Carol, do you know he's a maneater You can tell by the shape of his ideas The song in his heart beating me senseless I'd rather settle into a shave, preternatural shave But the check is already in the mail Do you want me to shake him down? What place so ever? File under Rules with an iron fist Clenched teeth tarnished pits on his silver spoon Afflicted with rickets, flogged into goose-stepping on his cakewalk I'd rather step into a question What? Question me I'm as blank and as empty as a fart Comb stuck in the mousey brown Heart felt the Zanzibar Led by the snakes A sharpshooter, a bather, always the perfect neighbor The cows never meant that much to me anyway Wash me Belch for me Text haughty and profound Let I scare not wait upon I could Embarassment spawn debt in defference Dare not I would Catch me now I'm chilled to the skeleton Pavement kissed lips need to be kept warm I'm shivering, could use a glass of milk God bless the snake

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