| Sweet communist, the communist daughter
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| Standing on the sea-weed water
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| Semen stains the mountain tops
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| Semen stains the mountain tops
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| With coca leaves along the border
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| Sweetness sings from every corner
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| Cars careening from the clouds
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| The bridges burst and twist around
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| And wanting something warm and moving
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| Bends towards herself, the soothing
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| Proves that she must still exist
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| She moves herself about her fist
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| Sweet communist, the communist daughter
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| Standing on the sea-weed water
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| Semen stains the mountain tops
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| Semen stains the mountain tops
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| Dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee |