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Obsessed listserv rugrats carrying BOCFAQs 'n Hawkfucks headin out smelling
like spouted bile and gout in yell'n shoutin hell in yellow 'bout snouted
roundabout ways preachin' devout Silver Machines and Transmaniacon MCs
rockin out hard and around some crazed demented sound dangling out the
rotted hounds shellin out their pounds and dollars with crazy Kronos
danglin Hawkhead grooves sellin some deadhead Feds tye dyed beds fled in
X-File threads wrapped around some role playing heads full of acid dreads
no longer in league with the reds and beatnik creds cashed for compact
shreds drenched in drugs littered with bugs in big lugs of fiery leather
slugs somewhere near their necks attempting grasps for packs of cigs when
it somehow smacks of racks of records not on display shot up their veins
some way out of in some out of the bay in a way out area of liquid
headshops' drippy slop bathing Leary onto Kesey something else in Welsh and
nuked the puked out bustop where fans saw wet chicks flickin cult shirt
Bic's 'neath humonguos tits engulfed in Rickenbackers flirting dodgy
bullets with tasty chicken leg pegs held in Reaper sneakers tweaking
electric Hawkwind on Orange speakers makin careers of Knievels jumpin high
and die so lets not lie and say stack em by the side and work that fly, you
pumped up rock'n'roll Sly.