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not know It beats me, but I do not know I do not know Palaces and storm clouds The rough, straggly sage And the smoke And the way it will all
Wood upon a sea of white, November at its' rawest Clawing through the churning foam, Came the lumber ship Muscongus Hell-bent for land a straggly
do not know It beats me, but I do not know I do not know Palaces and storm-clouds The rough, straggly sage, and the smoke And the way it will
riffing and clocking them dimes, can ya feel me Listen up, straggly motherfucker Five male clones for your bitch ass, with pollen sacks Hopland, cobb,
strumming, or was that my imagination? Then I saw a man in a black robe He was a man of the mountains, straggly hair and dirty beard A knowing look in his
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