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SINGER: Odds
SONG:Smokescreen (come And Get Me)
Smokescreeen, oil patch, road full of thumb tacks, stilletto umbrella steel bowler hat and spectacles made of bulletproof glass armour in the rat race, gaseline for when it chafes paper spray necklace, aerosol mace the mail's gotta get there so puppy gets it in the face You can come and get me you can come and get me Metal teeth, bowis sheath, rust-proofin underneath catching paint on the speckled drop sheet canteen for the desert and i'm packing a piece signal flares in bunches, antacid for the brunches straight out of karate lessons to register these hands as weapons You can come and get me you can come and get me Dirty secrets up for sale blackmail negatives in the mail run into the river when the hound is on the trial gelignite full of nails tax accountants moving paper mountains try to get at me in the fortified houses i'm in the courtyard dancing naked in the fountains You can come and get me you can come and get me
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