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moonpie eating - soul-junk lyrics

this thing needs holes poked it in, i pause for a minute

to reflect on what keeps folks stressed out and yesterday [?] of 15 tone liner, theoretical spine who can stand up to the line, that exists within mind, possessing all things, take part with the divine, ain’t less than the [?] these scribes got a rack by their door they hang their brain and their coat on, i flow bomb, word, gospel [?] to the natural, capture all data and rapture ya’ll with truth, it hits your syllabus like john wilkes booth, dead presidents [?] i got proof, you pray to your ceiling, formally aloof, only signal finds his way through his cable accеss to [?] to feed on the mattress off the dish in thе roof, fact is i jack this beat. for [?] off it’s axis to get my battleaxe and smack this

point home sweet home hits your dome, smooth as sandpaper grooves off this cactus, tactical weapons is tools [?] signs and wonder, speak the word and enact it, i cracked it, the code that forbids the download, or the abstract to actual fire tongue [?]

hourglobe for this hour lobe are those who sing heroes (heroes!) but [?] slowly get the message but always through the messenger, this session here goes out without doubt to those far and near, saturated in the love [?] peace (peace!) beyond your mental persuasion, it’s raspberry time [?] *raisins, [?] and get your [?] greyston, this gospel broadcastin’ ‘cross nations, fire*breathing on your station, likes to the soul and make you say junk

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