I met you in the woods, it came in handy
With a bit of hank, some duff and coke handy
I flashed a smile that saved the ship
And reached the post before the pivot
My silent greed devoured me
To feed my mind and burn the flax
I met you in a room that kept it for the first tee
When I was far too willing to go slow
Launching into attractive space
Falling from that pure state of grace
Thirty-two feet per sec per sec per sec per sec per
Sec per sec per sec per sec per sec per sec per sec per
To feed my mind and break my neck, neck, neck, neck, neck
To feed my mind and break my neck
To feed my mind and break my neck
To feed my mind and break my neck
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