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Adrift upon the irish sea, dreaming all on the desert flats
Smash the atom with your back teeth grind
Touch my face with your foot
Long tone long tone, swept away the salt
Salt line salt line, swept away
Catacombed in Sunday clothes
Gathering the wood to burn myself gone
My flower my flower, I'm still pretty
Drunk on easter day