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Yo The water ain't safe, the land's made of water I hug a half empty glass my dignity's trying to pawn her I'm trying to see the future in a tea cup and a saucer But I rather be drinking coffee with my cigarette foster And a run away buckle the cloud-nine fantasy filter to force the brutal truth
Of daily market place wars through the roof I mean I stood beneath the icicles that bleed under the awning And magically mastered the great absorbing of spirit falling But I'm sick, I've plowed these fields a thousand times over Sold botanicle research studies to farmers with whole quarters And when science proposes to art besides that peace-full sea I'll be that cat with a ring on a pillow shouting finally Take a number, the apple seeds rained upon each slumber A hundred thousand freaks on parade for the village hunter My every when acted upon has gone loopy But I play a game called lets prepare barnacle city for the end or new sink
I split the radius at go getter bellies, reconnaissance Seeping fossil genie bottle optimist freeze Run from the fountain but the fountain is a desert optical tease
Tummy full of sand running man impossible stop There's a wing in my gut and i'm all dust Surfing the earth and I dine-rise certainly flushed Now one in the hand is worth two atop the tallest cedar But what lies inside my heart is off the mother fucking meter
See the Water ain't safe no more 'I'm just trying to build my self to act as a truly better man damn' See the water ain't safe no more 'Nah nah the water ain't safe no more' I'm just trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve its name across 'The water ain't safe no more' I'm just trying to be the dream of ever peasant the hurricane can offer 'I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morning with a smile' The Water ain't safe no more..

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