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Hijacked brains can cause eyes to stare and wonder at the great mastah... the mastah ceiling. Why do we insist on bothering you with whateveritis? |
CD: Spank the .
Credits: Formatted Propel |
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I bought this land just outside the city. Whenever I don't have anything to do, I walk there. I walk there with a shovel. And I dig. I carry on digging a hole in the ground so that someday, when I die, I can get buried just as deep as I deserve. It might not take long... This song is not about love. |
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No longer than 400 characters. We enjoy the hiss on this one. it brings you presents only two days after christmas. this song tells a cruel story of a shovelsoundcheck before an extremely intensive diggingsession.
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CD: spank the .
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