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SINGER: Salad
SONG:Insomnia
Some say i'm ill sick as a parrot, bone-chilled how does my face look today? don a smart cane in a dandy way my head is full i cannot think slip downstairs for a secret lemonade drink lemonade drink Sleep cures everything sleep cures, if it's deep enough sleep cures everything but insomnia insomnia Money - a modern factor a quick rub down or a chiropractor i kid you, you kid me take a close look at the family tree sex dreams, nightmares wake me up to the fact that nobody cares nobody cares Chorus I go out like a light clutch the heart of the night i go out like a light clutch the heart of the night Yoga turns, watering plants even a flapping limb dance anything but the job in hand gotta lift my head clean out of the sand out of the sand
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