I've got you under my skin I've got you deep in the heart of me Well, so deep in my heart Until you're really a part of me I've got you under my skin
Taking division down to where I shouldn't be Turn pockets run aground in the green New way to see what's laid plain in front of me Nothing better than
Old Mule by Arthur Smith (Spoken) Old mule, you're the son of a donkey And I'm in the image of God Yet, here we work, hitched together Toilin' and
Stretched on this city's grid Sometimes I feel so well hid Pinned to this city's grid No sign to end or begin this capillary life This capillary life,
Some day he's gonna wake up In a burning house And wonder what to save And wonder who to blame Someday he's gonna wake up In a burning house And wonder
She walks forward over, over and backward Forward over and over and backward This meeting takes on a life of its own and my position is Thoughtless and
Entropy's in, embroidered on skin corrupt, latch-hook thin for show You're in at dusk They clean you up until you glow Absenter, absenter Secede, recede
Tracing oil trails and streaks of black, serpentine, to certainties that never leave you. Impact at the start of the escape, far away, where no-one's
I don't want to talk I roll my red eyes back Closed and latched Still you watch Sweep from left to right Frame six hundred nine It never lies Like some
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