What was that?
It was coming up from Texas
It was on the way out of Texas
Oh
Maryland?
Maybe Maryland, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, I- I remember that now
I just remembered that
It's funny the things you actually recall because- Wasn't it, you know
, Right around the time of the Trumpist Chapel or something like that?
It was...
Let me see
The Trumpist Chapel was, uh...
It was actually in Saks Square
No, it was...
It was the one that opened Broomdale
You know?
The one that opened on 10th Street
That was the Trumpist Chapel
Yeah
Yeah
Okay
I mean, of course, you know, Trump...
You know, the whole Trump thing came out of Saks Square
Push
You know, but, uh, you know, they had a lot of stuff coming in
A lot of stuff coming out
A lot of stuff coming in
But they had all this stuff coming in from China
Push
Push
Push
Tina
Tina
What?
What did they have to do with China?
What, you mean, did they have anything to do with China?
No
Push
But they had all this stuff coming in from China and they
Had all this stuff coming out from China and they had all this
Stuff coming in from China and it was all packed up and...
Tina lives in Berlin
Her voice, oh, seldom
And my machine is here tonight and I'm on the market
But when I'm on the market words move fast and wild
Cl- clouds move thin between us, like a skin
Like a salty skin for a seed
Her fat circles are smiling, smiling
Her voice so intentionally smiling and the clouds between us
These are my intentions
These are my intentions
These are my intentions
These are my intentions
These are my intentions
Pushin'
Pushin'
Pushin'
Push
Pushin'
Pushin'
Pushin'
Kiss me, I've seen you, I've seen you before
I know about you, I've been told about you
You were waiting in the winds, waiting for me to call
And you were waiting in the air where it's thin
Coming through the tiny holes, your hunger
Coming through the tiny holes, your finger
Coming through the tiny holes in the edges
Of the night and the tips of your wings
Come in through the tiny hole
Pushin'
Pushin'
Pushin'
Pushin'
Pushin'
Pushin'
Pushin'
Push
These are my intentions
These are my intentions
New girl, the blonde, is carrying something
Is carrying me and someone I used to be
A great bastard someone, root bastard girl
Your cream is pushin', pushin', pushin'
Pushin'
Pushin'
Pushed away, your body is pushin'
Pushin'
Pushin'
Pushed away, coffee for the mommy
Carrying some, and lipstick for the
Boyfriend blonde, between the rows of seats
Is professionally poised
Faces are watching her
She's watching the faces watching her
Watching her
Watching her
Watching her
Watching her
Watching her
Watching her
Watching her
Watching
These are my intentions
These are my intentions
Push
Push
Push
Tina
Tina
Push
Push
Push
Tina
Tina
Tina
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