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Phish - Fluffhead lyrics

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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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Author: Anastasio/Pollak, Trey Anastasio, Steve Pollak, The Dude Of Life

Composer: Trey Anastasio

Publisher: Phish

Details:

Released in: 1990

Language: English

Appearing on: Junta (1988) , Live Phish 08 (2002) , Live Phish 09 (2002) , Live Phish 10 (2002) , Colorado '88 (2006)

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