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Phish - Tube lyrics
An asteroid crashed and nothing burned It made me wonder Do tigers sleep in lily patches? Doctor, mine does run for thunder. I got an ache in my left ear I felt the truth but I still could hear. Made me think, I would not be burned, but rather give myself to science, I felt that I could help To science, I felt that I can help Paranoid the doctor ran, Shouting his graphic translation All out of order Gang wars and ails of riches, Spewing forth their color He purposely waited till I was done To knock on the lavatory door Accusing me of ruining the fun, He knocked on it some more The fun, He knocked on it some more. And alloy suitors were all inside An apple or a grape To put forth a cloud of Mercury In front of a mighty car On a freeway in Los Angeles Once the spraying has been done 'Cause there's more pain from necessity You're a portrait of your past, There's a mummy in the cabinet. Are there no more arrows left? What's that rubber bottle doing here? How's that napkin for a proof Ten cents to a dollar now For a shelf of pregnant ears Robert Palmer is applauded again, again, again So stupendous, living in this tube. |
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