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Overloaded my back
Fucked my frog on the way back home
I contacted a dog
Fell three times like a heathen in a quicksand valley
A quicksand valley
Obtruded myself upon the sleep
Of a howling wolfish coach
Appropriated half of his dreams
And his dreams
His dreams
I wanna have them
Dreams
I gotta sell them
Dreams
I wanna hold them
Overloaded my back
Fetched a sigh as the rain stopped
Feeding the lake of tears
Upon the coach's howling wolf
The cry of scud was drowned out
But I got my
Dreams
I wanna have them
Dreams
I wanna have them
Dreams
I gotta sell them
Dreams
I gotta sell them
Dreams
I wanna hold them
Dreams
I wanna hold them
Dreams
Dreams
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