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Tic Lyrics

The tic begins, where's the manned end?
The climate change will never get in
Silent and strong, prepossessed
You never need to make your own messWeasel to me, charming to some
Loathsome and glib, habits like self love
Wearing slim fast, you carve your niche
Lean smug back and work your pitchAnd all the way I'm gone
No demon race to find
You paint it up and know
That any face could lieAnd all the way I'm gone
No demon race to find
You paint it up and know
That any face could lieAffect my greatest style
What suits me best of all
I keep my pocket filled
Lean right and fall

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Mnemonists

The band formed in 1979 in Fort Collins, Colorado as Mnemonist Orchestra (later Mnemonists) lead by Mark Debyshir and William Sharp and recorded five albums on their own self-produced label, Dys. In the mid 1980s they split into a visual arts group retaining the Mnemonists name and a musical group called Biota.[2] Almost Never (1992) features three long compositions. The band's line-up was James Gardner, Tom Katsimpalis, Steve Scholbe, William Sharp, Gordon Whitlow, Larry Wilson and Randy Yeates.

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