Oh I'll send you a telegram 
Oh I have some information for you 
Oh I'll send you a telegram 
Send it deep in the heart of you 
Deep in the heart of your brain is a lever 
Oh deep in the heart of your brain is a switch 
Oh deep in the heart of your flesh you are clever 
Oh honey you met your match in a bitch 

Deep in the heart of 
Deep in the heart of 

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There will be no famine in my existence 
I merge with the people of the hills 
Oh people of Ethiopia 
Your opiate is the air that you breathe 
All those mint bushes around you 
Are the perfect thing for your system 
Aww clean clean it out 
You must rid yourself from these, these animal 
fixations 
You must release yourself 
From the thickening blackmail of elephantiasis 
You must divide the wheat from the rats 
You must turn around [and look oh God] 

When I see Brancusi 
His eyes searching out the infinite abstract spaces 
In the [radio] rude hands of sculptor 
Now gripped around the neck of a [duosonic] 
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[I swear on your eyes no pretty words will sway me] 
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Oh look at me aah 
[ ] cannot move ahh so much aahh everything I am 
[ ] possible 
Aah [ ] 
Feel so fucked up 
[ ] 
much too 
I know I know [ ] 
[ ] 
[ ] 
[ ] 
tell him to get out of here 
go down to the sea 
[ ] if he would just tell me 
he appreciates Brancusi's [ ] space 
the sculptor's mallet has been taken in place 
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every time I see [ ]