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PHISH lyrics : "Fluffhead"

Fluffhead was a man
With a horrible disease
Could not find no cure

Won't you help him if you please?

Fluff came to my door / Fluff came to New York (two parts)

Askin' me for change
His eyes were clear and pure
But his mind was so deranged


Fluff went to a banker
Askin' for some bills

The banker said, "I ain't got that
But I sure got some powerful pills."

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