Oh I'll send you a telegram 

Oh I have some information for you 

Oh I'll send you a telegram 

Send it deep in the heart of you 

Deep in the heart of your brain is a lever 

Oh deep in the heart of your brain is a switch 

Oh deep in the heart of your flesh you are clever 

Oh honey you met your match in a bitch 



Deep in the heart of 

Deep in the heart of 



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There will be no famine in my existence 

I merge with the people of the hills 

Oh people of Ethiopia 

Your opiate is the air that you breathe 

All those mint bushes around you 

Are the perfect thing for your system 

Aww clean clean it out 

You must rid yourself from these, these animal fixations 

You must release yourself 

From the thickening blackmail of elephantiasis 

You must divide the wheat from the rats 

You must turn around [and look oh God] 



When I see Brancusi 

His eyes searching out the infinite abstract spaces 

In the [radio] rude hands of sculptor 

Now gripped around the neck of a [duosonic] 

[ ] 

[I swear on your eyes no pretty words will sway me] 

[ ] 

Oh look at me aah 

[ ] cannot move ahh so much aahh everything I am 

[ ] possible 

Aah [ ] 

Feel so fucked up 

[ ] 

much too 

I know I know [ ] 

[ ] 

[ ] 

[ ] 

tell him to get out of here 

go down to the sea 

[ ] if he would just tell me 

he appreciates Brancusi's [ ] space 

the sculptor's mallet has been taken in place 

[ ] 

every time I see [ ]