What I want is a green beast
A new beast car from the underworld
No a drop of rain
A street like a garment
A hotheaded street full of promises
Full of lies like an art gallery
No like a river
Full of sheep
That is what I really want
A river of sheep
Something to sleep in securely
My head swollen a thundercloud
A new beast car from the underworld
No a drop of rain
A street like a garment
A hotheaded street full of promises
Full of lies like an art gallery
No like a river
Full of sheep
That is what I really want
A river of sheep
Something to sleep in securely
My head swollen a thundercloud
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