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Baltimore

You come on like gangbusters laying it thick

Arboreal sleat stacks(?) lost in the sticks

It's warm for a witch trial

Don't you agree?

Cold are the hands that would ever touch meYou got the energy of a classic creep

With sex vibe for miles and shark eyes asleep

No intuition

No need to sleuth

Poor is the man who would sully my youthA one-minute story is all that you are

A song undeveloped beyond the first bar

For all of your hassle

What did you win?

Woe is the man with the Cheshire Cat grin

You criticise life

You criticise pain

You criticise situations you've never been inThe dames with the dilettantes

Will come soon enough

All rightThe panic is leaking

through every clear pore

Your enema's weakened

acetylene torch(?)Surrender the crucifix

On the scorbutic rocks alright

Alright

I'm in love with the people

I'm in love with a saint

I'm in love with a soldierFrom Baltimore

Baltimore

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