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3rd Alley lyrics : "Antidote"

plants grow, people know
meat trees and broken bones, yeah
bar-b-ques and broken hearts

the finish line is where we start, here
kick your friend when he is down
must be something going 'round, here

the butthole virus is amuck
wish i never gave a $#&@


clap my hands and docey doe
looking for the antidote
snap my fingers and cross my toes

looking for the antidote

i wish i was naive

and i wish that i was stupid
wanted you to spit it out,
we both know that you puked it

row my boat cuz i got no engine,
pots and pans or spotless kitchens

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