Lady Solinas
Pottery
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Lady Solinas! You took it out your handbag And place it on his back, babe You lost your script in writings Oh, ain't that a real drag So don't scrape your polish, girl It came from Andy's paint And by the way, he loves you, ah So make a quick decision A killer or a feminist You know she was a queen, too And a killer of your scene So don't scrape your polish, girl It came from Andy's paint By the way, he loves you, ah Lady Solinas, get on your feet Feel sick and dirty Your hands are nearly weak Lady Solinas, what's in your head? You killed Andy, avant garde is dead Lady Solinas, get on your feet Feel sick and dirty Your hands are nearly weak Lady Solinas, what's in your head? You killed Andy, avant garde is dead, she said Give us this day our daily bread And forgive our trespasses As we forgive those who trespass against us And lead no into temptation But deliver us from evil
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Written by: Paul Anthony Jacobs, Peter Edward Baylis, Austin Neil Boylan, Jacob Daniel Shepansky
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