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Universal Nurse FingerI celebrate far too but notExceeding my potential Risking injury This is music for people 1,000 years old Slapping salt on soldier boy His guts in his cupped hands The horses breathing freon With engines gunning, the Lord is coming I celebrate over the sketches of a deteriorating landscape How can a sissy play ape without risking injury? Without risking injury? |