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Big Ship [Rude Bootleg] Cardiacs
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[Verse 1]
Pretty teeth scrapy clean
With a wind-up machine
I'm feeling very striking
It's taken to my liking
It's a fine man who cups his breath
With a will to please
Wipey hand across the blazer
[Verse 2]
No-one here makes a sound
Standing up or sitting down
We grin like alligators
Assist with apparatus
It's a fine man who cups his breath
With a will to please
Wipey hand across the blazer
[Pre-Chorus]
And the tool the tool forever
Falling down planes against the grain
Of the wood for the box for my soul
And my aching heart
Pretty teeth scrapy clean
With a wind-up machine
I'm feeling very striking
It's taken to my liking
It's a fine man who cups his breath
With a will to please
Wipey hand across the blazer
[Verse 2]
No-one here makes a sound
Standing up or sitting down
We grin like alligators
Assist with apparatus
It's a fine man who cups his breath
With a will to please
Wipey hand across the blazer
[Pre-Chorus]
And the tool the tool forever
Falling down planes against the grain
Of the wood for the box for my soul
And my aching heart
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