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New Orleans (新奥尔良) - Portugal. The Man
I slip back down where we found

A meter milling maze
And the rest that we find sound

Will it find us on the bottom
Will we find our way
Will we fall apart useless machining the made

Find that sleep that we've lost

Fair and tired living

Lives like little lifted leans

Shaking heads under the shade
Of them bright bright bright sweet pear trees
Mine is gone with the day
Never miss a beat never find a home

Mine is gone with all time all time

Mother father brother sister son daughters
We are the rabbit that let the fox lead us
Out in the sun with the cold war fever
And it's for the money just please don't eat us

Deaf like the big guns foaming

At the mouth they're gnashing

Quiet like our words that roam and roll about

Let's march a train of thought to crack the boads

Then we'll find that sleep we lost we lost