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world. tuesday. tuesday. world. tuesday. tuesday. world. 
 
watched you cry. watched you fly. watched you die... 
 
i'm the spoonman. talks to god. transfusion. penetration. 
i'm the spoonman. talks to god. transfusion. penetration. 
i'm the spoonman. talks to god. transfusion. penetration. 
i'm the spoonman. 
 
i'm the spoonman. shes a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor. 
i'm the spoonman. shes a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor. 
i'm the spoonman. 
 
don't put your hand where you wouldn't put your face  
she said a dollar rubber rat utah plates brilliant green substance  
unknown with a face like a peeled onion sheep in drag horseback automatic  
to make your home clean make it sani-flush  
she said now im a new skin-free crispy with this urge  
to phone into the nosmoking zone of stainless steel tokyo  
me and big white dog got to hijack pecan tarts for babylon bambi  
out of mercer street where the crackheads catwalk charity  
where teenage sex rides a stoned rhythm trading its chiliskins  
to the screamers come to hunt their meat to the gold diggers in kissboots  
and the recycled blondes in their stack heeled snatches the monster trucks  
the rolling rocks the poodle boys with their little bone diggers  
and dark stuff comes oozing out the apple core tonight like a beggars dog  
tasting the wind. 
into the blood...