Oora
Oora - Exhibits From A New Museum lyrics
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( RE Broughton ) A five years old child is playing beads with A thinker. Beads with a thinker-if you please. The minister of data feels like getting high. Looks down on you people thru' the holes In both his eyes-outside. A tired and gaudy woman is looking for a manger. Somewhere women can be. If you mean to say that you don't know why You hurt someone a mother cries. I'm shot to pieces .nerves ends dangling Then I'll come on like the Boston Strangler. I'm not alone in this place never gets past The tears on a face. Everybody trying to help me like they're Trying to win a race. She said she loved me , that was delightful But she never really saw me So come and get your eyeful.Look into my Mirror, everyone's a mirror. Does it make you warm or does it make you shiver. Come back flow-Here and now-It's where we grow.