The Breeders - Happiness Is A Warm Gun (Lennon-MCartney)
She's well acquainted with the touch of a velvet hand like a lizard on a window paneMan in the crowd with the multicolored mirrors on his hobnail bootsLying with his eyes, while his hands are busy working overtimeThe sole confession of his wife which he ate and donated to the National Trust
IN MEMORIAM STEVE ALBINI
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