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Stash - Phish
I'm pulling the pavement from under my nails
I brush past a garden dependent on whales
The sloping companion I cast down the ash
Yanked on my tunic and dangled my stash
Zipping through the forest with the curdling fleas
To grow with them spindles the mutant I seize
I capture the dread beast who falls to his knees
And cries to his cohorts asleep in the trees
Smegma dogmatagram fishmarket stew
Police in a corner gunnin' for you
Appletoast bedheated furblanket rat
Laugh when they shoot you say
"Please don't do that"
Control for smilers can't be bought
The solar garlic starts to rot
Was it for this my life I sought
Maybe so and maybe not
Maybe so and maybe not
Maybe so and maybe not
Maybe so and maybe not
Was it for this my life I sought
Maybe so and maybe not
Control for smilers can't be bought (Maybe so and maybe not)
The solar garlic starts to rot (Maybe so and maybe not)
Was it for this my life I sought
Maybe so and maybe not
Was it for this my life I sought
Maybe so and maybe not
