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Grab the juicer and take my heart
Pull the head that you want to start
I don’t know if you speak my tongue
Put a leg out, and I will come

No mind

Pull the muscle to see it’s real
Roll your eyes back, and watch you feel
Roll yourself our open to the breeze
Shift serenely as your partner starts to wheeze
Then disconnect me for doin’ what you please

“Mr. Blue Sky, I’m comin’ your way”
She said before she knocked me out
I believe me more than you when we say
That we know what pain’s about
It’s not a contest, she said, I know
But I’ve got a swollen head
Paranoia, it sings to me
And I’m better off in bed

Ice a month off until it’s warm
Sulk until you’re in proper form
Do you think that she’ll stick around?
Maybe this time we’ll miss the ground
Almost

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from Mark Lint & the Fake Johnson Trio, released May 19, 1999
Mark played bass and Dave Hamilton played drums and tambourine. Harmony vocals by Alaeatha Carr, Bryan Breaux, and Mark.

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Mark Lint Madison, Wisconsin

Catchy, homespun tunes ranging in style from power pop to folk ballads to alt country, laced with a sense of the absurd.

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