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Change my pitch up 
Smack my bitch up 
Change my pitch up 
Smack my bitch up 
Change my pitch up 
Smack my bitch up 
Change my pitch up 
Smack
pitching a, she's pitching a, she's pitching
always pitching a fit
She's pitching a she's pitching a
kicking and screaming in every direction
yeah

You
and mixin pitching and twitchin
Music selector is the soul reflector
Old friends pitching pennies in the park
Playing croquet till it's dark old friends
Mmm old friends swapping lies of life and loves
Pitching
Tell Automatic Slim
Tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie
Tell Fast Talking Fanny

A we gonna pitch a ball
Down to that union
Tell Automatic Slim 
Tell Razor Totin' Jim 
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie 
Tell Fast Talkin' Fanny 

Tonight we're gonna pitch a ball 
Down
urban design
Kills the evolution of the mind
I marching on a dead end path  
With misplaced concentration

It’s a pitch-black progress
Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim 
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny 
A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that
[All phrases repeated twice]

You've got the perfect pitch
For the universal language
Esperanto musiko
La lingo futuro

You've got the perfect
Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim 
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny 
A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that
Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny
A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union
where you belong

So, I'm pitching nickels, pitching dimes
Talking trash and drinkin' wine
It's just another day in the life of me
Hard times
snuff juice everywhere
Down to the Union Hall
We're goin' to pitch and bawl
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle
All night long
We gonna pitch a wang
Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim 
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny 
A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that
right. 
Rise up this mornin', 
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds 
Pitch by my doorstep 
Singin' sweet songs 
Of melodies pure and true,
Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny
A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union
Music put to a great poem by William Blake
A bit on the artsy fartsy side 7 years later,
but cool at the time
Pitched down to Swans territory,
I found my head
I let it go
Wrapped it up, in a ball of snow
My high pitch needs
Are all I need tonight
Minor turns to major and fades without decay
Dim resonance a high-pitched mechanical hum
That runs like the voice of a ladybug.
Turns out, it's
your pitch
I came to in feathers
Lie leaves and you
Rubbed me together
With claws like we got
Night time cavity to come
In downtown pony
Work your
A brightness falling through the air
Into the grass where we lie
A lark spirals upwards in perfect pitch
Soaring into exquisite tension
[chorus]
In
on the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches
Digging ditches, pulling switches
Dodging pitches, as I was
Working on the railway

In eighteen hundred
Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie, tell Fast Talking Fanny
A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union
Old friends
Pitching pennies in the park
Playing croquette till it's dark
Old friends mmm
Old friends
Swapping lies of life and loves
Pitching
occurred.
It really was no miracle, what happened was just this.
The wind began to switch, the house to pitch, and suddenly the hinges started 
to unhitch.

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