Magazine - A Song From Under The Floorboards
I Am Angry I Am Ill And I'm As Ugly As Sin
My Irritability Keeps Me Alive And Kicking
I Know The Meaning Of Life, It Doesn't Help Me A Bit
I Know Beauty And I Know A Good Thing When I See It
This Is A Song From Under The Floorboards
This Is A Song From Where The Wall Is Cracked
My Force Of Habit, I Am An Insect
I Have To Confess I'm Proud As Hell Of That Fact
I Know The Highest And The Best
I Accord Them All Due Respect
But The Brightest Jewel Inside Of Me
Glows With Pleasure At My Own Stupidity
This Is A Song ....
I Used To Make Phantoms I Could Later Chase
Images Of All That Could Be Desired
Then I Got Tired Of Counting All Of These Blessings
And Then I Just Got Tired
This Is A Song ...
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