castrate the circus, your light fixtures are in wisconsin
japan wakes up with the wind
no alarm clock was king of this world
the wall thinks it has the world in its hand
my complicated salad mouth is chanting
usually i am mouth mouth chanting my hometown
nowhere to run, nowhere going fast, nowhere a branch
i'm alone in bozeman, i'm out of town
we sound like my head on a japanese boy
confront your white clothes, the king
a woman
what woman is screaming freedom and makes u jump around a lot
when your decks are called montana
how would that bat be on a road trip
u live like a peanut in your money races
your guns dance and u say woman woman i am very well
no use knocking on my salad when there's no way back
she pounds on your circus knee
she has impossible windows
and u bleed like guns
no jungle at your police disco river
sleep in the red morning
japan wakes up like second hand smoke
your neighbors are elephants and they wake up to their elephant clocks
wake up to a wall u think traces u
no jungle town called i need fixtures to bleed
luminous elephant lyrics
let go of your so mad elephant
japan is first but this town has needs
the dow is not too bright
hulk hogan is not gonna chant and put up with that light
get used to the knocking, the target of really her
u go for no silent guns, a tree
and impossible windows
second hand tree and a lace knee
donna kuhn 2008
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