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2a) In which we have a song about longing for you know who

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Name the books of The Bible for me;

When I'm stoned, I can't see.

When I'm stoned, I can't see.

Name the books of The Bible for me;

When I pray that you answer my letters...

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For me, it's a mess.

In the back of the head,

Seeing your bookcase upside-down.

As you drain me of the way I know,

To put myself back together again.

And I realize, that you won't.

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Name the birds from the songs that you hear;

When there's glass in the beer and my blood disappears.

Name the birds from the songs that you hear;

When I open a bottle, there's gravel.

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For me, it's a mess.

On the tongue, in the cheek,

Staring your last name in the eye.

As you tell me that the touch you know,

Can't ever replace the touch that you want.

And I realize that you won't.

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Name the books of The Bible for me;

When I'm stoned, I can't see.

When I'm stoned, I can't see.

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Name the books of The Bible for me;

When I'm stoned, I can't see.

When I'm stoned, I can't see.

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Name the books of The Bible for me;

When I'm stoned, I can't see.

When I'm stoned, I can't see.

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(Smash into: 2b)