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- Harry Barry
Harry Barry, kitchen wife
take and marry my body strife
things to carry the machinery wheels, and plans to bury rock burdened fields.
Harry Barry, kitchen wife
Can you carry my heavy life?
With plans laid down the old road of man, up turned trees, burned ruined bend.
My hope is like a sword
cleansed too harsh
- His Gorgeousness
All their horses pretty
All them look the same
all the pretty men walking
walking down the lane
all the lovers fight
for those lovely saves
- Indian Giver
Oh dear what a gosh little good Indian you made out of me
Oh dear oh gosh oh get real good you made me feel free
What an Indian rap, little puppet I became
What an Indian rap, little gift you gave
What a little Indian rap lover I became
So rose in the checks of bearing my navel
Bearing my navel
Bearing my navel
- Stupid Girl
You're just a stupid girl
You really got a lot to learn
Start living again
Forget about remembering
You're such a stupid girl.
You're such a beautiful fish
Floppin' on the summer sand