| Cheers
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| Flaming Lips
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| Miscellaneous
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| Charlie Manson Blues
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| The seance has just been told
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| The slaughter has just been sold
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| To some people who won’t get old
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| Cause their skin is getting cold
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| The room that’s in the back
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| That’s where I lost it all
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| In the room that’s in the back
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| Let’s go have a ball
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| Cause I’m slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
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| I’m a stupid dressed Jesus son
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| I’m slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
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| I’m a stupid dressed Jesus son
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| Head burning up, chain-smoking
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| Everybody here is choking
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| Shrunken heads are joking
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| And new-born skull is broke
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| And the room that’s in the back
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| Is where I lost it all
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| In the room that’s in the back
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| Let’s go have a ball
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| Cause I’m slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
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| I’m a stupid dressed Jesus son
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| I’m slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
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| I’m a stupid dressed Jesus son
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| Cause I’m slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
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| I’m a stupid dressed Jesus son
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| I’m slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues
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| I’m a stupid dressed Jesus son
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| Whoa, Goddammit!
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| Shit! |