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I saw the man at j.f.k.
He took your ticket yesterday
In the humdrum
I ride tandem with a random
Things don’t run the way I planned them
In the humdrum
Hey valentina, do you want me to beg?
You got me cooking I’m a hard boiled egg
In the humdrum
Empty my mind -- I find it hard to cope
Listen to my heart -- don’t need no stethoscope
Seem’ to me that television
She come to cut me a deep incision
In the humdrum
Empty my mind -- I find it hard to cope
Listen to my heart -- don’t need no stethoscope
Out of woman come the man
Spend the rest of his life gettin back where he can
As a bow, so a dove
As below, so above
From the black hole
Come the tadpole
With the dark soul
In coal she burn, she burn
As I drove into the sun
Didn’t dare look where I had begun
Lost among echoes of things not there
Watching the sound forming shapes in the air
From the white star
Came the bright scar
Our amoeba
My little liebe schon
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Lyrics: Peter Gabriel
