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And old joe had thirteen beady-eyed babies
One of whom I used to go to school with
He'd drive his car at a hundred ten down the alley way
Throwing cinder blocks at trash cans
And I declare on this occasion
I've never seen this heaven or this place any differently
But now and then I dream of the flying saucers and they're coming to take us away
- Garro.
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