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Transistor Cranium
Savory black will arrive
Choke back
Return back
When you saw your fate
It was late
Much too late
Turning over a wound
Turn over right
You're right
It's never again the same
Your in pain
So much pain
Return your face in the drop-box
Cause red means stop
You must stop
A hearty morris-code goodday
I mean good night
It taps good night
And the moaning stops
In random spots
dotted spots
dance the jagged downtown
with a tungstun frown
upside-down
On your wedding night
A cold breeze whispers
your name
