What I need Is good advice Cooked on plates of ground meat Rubber hands and silly friends Pasted on my wall. Someone salt A sweet sea soup That I could swim in proudly We might swim like laughing ducks In your pink light glow There we go changing kin There we go again My hands can make yours Warm again If not absorbed in blankets Are you in need of teen angst And nibble on your neck? And if I had volcano boots For swimming in volcanoes Do you know the origins of laughing ducks? Oh what's a matter with those birds There we go changing kin There we go again What you need's a Happy farm With happy goats and sheep What I need's a Happy arm To swing ya 'round like father
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