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Words
& music Copyright © 1996 Dillywagon publishing (BMI) All Rights
Reserved.
Blue rake loss
and dental floss,
I'm gettin' lost in
a cloak of semi-gloss
Your Fred white fairmont
freaky,
your lustful last laugh's
leaky's got me
speakin' in tongues,
speakin' to a sponge,
speakin' to existence
of which I've none.
I'm on a mission to
find my head,
lost in the splendor
of the
finest Fred groove said......
Standin' in
line with a friend of kind,
but he ain't no friend
of mine,
I've got a forward address
to find.
Arrested, wasted,
& loud,funky style
laminated operation
croud, say goodbye
to the need for an alternate
speed,
I'm on top of the faith
indeed.
14 years since
I've seen my head,
frozen in the splendor
of the
finest Fred groove said........
Oh God I've
lost my mind,
have you seen my head?
I can't rest
in peace alone,
I can't part with being
stoned,
I can't find myself
in contempt in a
world of hope & style,
consent,
say goodbye to the need
for an alternate speed,
I'm on top of the faith
indeed,
14 years since I've seen my
head,
lost in the splendor
of the finest Fred groove said......
Oh God I've
lost my mind, have you seen my head?
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