in the moment I was losing my head and I was reachin` forward I was already there readin` too much and losin` my head this information caused a cut in the line now I`m remembering good and thinking so much it`s so nice. the print is smaller than the ants in the grass I`ll have to put it away now in the morning there are things to be read words to be said and food to be fed but I won`t be there. I`ll be clutchin` on a megaphone pointed at my head, would you be there, would you kindly, scream this word for word so loud and clear I can`t remember it all, it needs to be clear, I tell you, if the feeling drops out of your voice, would you kindly pick it up this is how, I`ll go out tonight dressed in blue, by the book tonight this is how, I`ll go out tonight but I don`t need a book. we`re talkin` anchors, talkin` ships, we`re talkin` seas, we`re talkin` everything you need you should be workin` now, not only askin` how and the whereabouts of where you`ll be. I don`t suspect you will be thinking when the brain is dead and the mind has taken over, this is a skill, this is not a game, where have you been, are you with us? can you hear us? got the megaphone pointed at you
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