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Faust Arp

One, two, three, fourWakey, wakey, rise and shine

It's on again, off again, on again

Watch me fall like dominoes

In pretty patternsFingers 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 sensibleDead 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 reasonSqueeze 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 toThe elephant that's in the room

Is tumbling, tumbling, tumbling

Duplicate and triplicate

Plastic bags

and duplicate and triplicateDead from the neck up

I guess I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed

We thought you had it in you

But not, not, notExactly 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 got a head full of feathers,

You're gonna melt into butter.

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