Lyrics:
a broken mould Do you want more Unshapely love? What you waiting for? Cut out that lump She tore his tongue out at the end of Lump Street She liked
visions, terrible decisions Flash in the pan Shapeless thick and gaudy frilly corrugated sad and faded Uncreative floppy slack unshapely drooping sloppy
The wrong of unshapely things is a wrong too great to be told I hunger to build them anew and sit on a green knoll apart, With the earth and the sky
the reeds To all our patterns So balled up tightly I'm afraid the reasoning Can't be seen Sage Green Awake and in some Unshapely form Your shell of penance
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