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paste! it's when you're a gangster and you've run out of clouds, on the brink of welfare and your teeth are false, skirting through the rubber industry. can you tango with a cherry pie? easily fooled, you're a gangster stuck in a skyscraper. you are now data, a diary entry, entrails from a daytime lion. speak up! i would die for you. 010811
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farmfish are you a beck fan by any chance? 010811
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paste! ha! yes, i'd have to say so, even after all these years. he's really shapeshifted since his first few albums. 010811