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We booted and brained in fine wild bar place
with high flootin dandies all around.
There is a surden elctrical magic, surrounded by dishrag faces.
I hope the moon doesn´t come home drunk this evening,
when the shadows are coming at about dusk time.
We are hungry to burn in the candle of flame.
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Fall in the temple of quivers and slaps.
Share some laughs, tramps and take a hot butterbath.
In the end our faces are reflected in a puddle
and our faces don´t seem to mind and the puddle doesn´t lie.
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