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Guided By Voices Under The Bushes Under The Stars

Crowded gymnasiums No shortage of knockouts And the country dance sellathon Overworked spines All efforts considered Ooh, ooh But not before the prizes

Don't open life alone Contact the empire solutionaries They cut the skin, they peel back the onion Reveal the ghostblood Fat black gas exudes Moves into

Straight to the lord of overstock He spoke for the millionth time Don't be late for the super deal Will save you a lot And take every cent you earn Heavenly

To remake the young flyer Yes we must define his high desire Stand erect and not detect The anythings that we could not admire From a long line of high

It's crippling, never really knowing We're huddling, where it's always nice And plus there is a flame A flame that should be hot In spite of being small

Woke up one mornin' Saw a rooster struttin' down my house Six pack rings round his neck, cock of the block Don't stop now, don't stop now What keeps

I never liked you until I Took a good look at myself And when I saw you there I saw the best part of me was your soul It's like soul man It's like soul

I'd want them not to linger so Now we come to drag days Now we come to drag days Fake capes baby, they're too hard to wear Put them on and everyone will stare

Over the summer somehow waiting Sometimes craving and I gave it all away Left my mind stripped away, kept everyone away I can't tell you anything you