FAUST ARP - RADIOHEAD.....

Wakey wakey
Rise and shine
It's on again, off again, on again
Watch me fall
Like domino's
In pretty patterns
Fingers in the blackbird pie
I'm tingling tingling tingling
It's what you feel not
What you ought to, what you ought to
Reasonable and sensible
Dead from the neck up
I guess I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
We thought you had it in you
But not, not, not
For no real reason

Squeeze the tubes and empty bottles
I take a bow take a bow take a bow
It's what you feel not
What you ought to
What you ought to
The elephant thats in the room is
Tumbling tumbling tumbling
In duplicate and triplicate and
Plastic bags and
Duplicate and triplicate
Dead from the neck up
I guess I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
We thought you had it in you
But not, not, not
Exactly where do you get off
Is enough is enough
I love you but enough is enough, enough
Of that stuff
There's no real reason

You've got a head FULL OF FEATHERS
You've gonna MELT into BUTTER

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