The The - Infected
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But Not Enough To Get Myself Organized.
I've Got Too Much Energy To Switch Off My Mind,
I Can't Give You Up, Till I've Got More Than Enough.
My Heart Is Heavy--my Head Is Confused,
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And My Aching Little Soul--has Started Burning Blue!
Endow Me With The Gifts--of The Man Made World.
Nurse Me Into Sickness.nurse Me Back To Health.
So Infect Me With Your Love--
When Desire Becomes An Illness Instead Of A Joy,
And Guilt A Necessity That's Gotta Be Destroyed.
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Take Me By The Hands And Walk Me To The End Of The Pier.
Run Your Fingers Through My Hair,
And Tell Me What I Wanna Hear--
From My Scrotum To Your Womb, --your Cradle To My Tomb.
Will Lies Become Truths In This Face Of Fading Youth
Nurse Me Into Sickness, Nurse Me Back To Health
Chorus
And Tell Me What It Is That I Want In This World!!
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