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Loinclothing Lyrics
Everybody's pinching their guts Young lumps of lead, floating on the
harbour They pick themselves up, now they're falling down again Big lumps
of lead floating to fruition La la la Like tickets worn, sometimes
stolen Like foreign languages, squashed into the ferry floor One ticklish
kiss will kill the itch around our ankles And today moves in wave
motion Tomorrow's failing in the bath And big lumps of lead, floating out
to Pinchgut And your eyes, watching this, they begin to cry Your eyes, one
ticklish kiss, they begin to cry Your eyes, lumps of lead, they begin to
cry La la la
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