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Thailand - Vic Chesnutt

"it's a battle of the culinary artsin that boiling landyou met your mate over across that riverand some good old contraband in Thailand ... into our lovely story , who do we insertbut the mighty, mighty"

Arthur Murray - Vic Chesnutt

"she's so musical look at her dance in a flurry who get's to lead do know it's not Arthur Murray emasculate me with your biology bend me, break me, I'm worthless one wicked brand from your torturous hand you"

Bernadette - Vic Chesnutt

"I was shivering, I'll admit it I had nothing better to do except to wheeze my lazy wheeze "Bernadette, where are you" "Bernadette, where are you" she gets much acclamation for such a self ordained Faustian Bernadette"

Degenerate - Vic Chesnutt

"I am a rough ball of twine I have a duty to do I been tied to the table but now I am frazzled and aloof degenerate, disintegrate the tight knots degenerate, rot away the nooses degenerate, out come those"

Duty Free - Vic Chesnutt

"no chocolate in the duty free shop two drops of scotch gonna end up on his crotch, tonight all alone, sitting on the throne some native tounge on the TV blaring like an old Peavey he don't aim to be rude he's"

Free Of Hope - Vic Chesnutt

"bricks are dirty, lakes are deadthe family dog is madbaby brother's science beakers are all brokennow the yard peacocks are all sad board games are boringmay they rot on the shelfbig brother's at Columbia"

Giant Sands - Vic Chesnutt

"do a little rope trick move around the mildew when you stopped to make a phonecall in the glitter of a landmark she said something about a blood clot and a bad wild peach that nappy little news flash takes"

Gravity Of The Situation - Vic Chesnutt

"we blew past the army motorcadeand it's abnormal load haulagethe gravity of the situationcame on us like a bit of new knowledge the bubbliest bubble bathbroke down on the bankthe gravity of the situationis"

Hot Seat - Vic Chesnutt

"Ventolin and Vivarin and primatene secret tequila shots and a patch of morphine in the morning and in the throes what a great day to come out of a coma I've been in the hot seat sweating it out oh, sweating"

Ladle - Vic Chesnutt

"you file me with the libertines I fold in line my monthly dole of magazines beaming bistro shine in my ladle is your plum and my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs of your cutesy falling crumbs I saw"

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