I heard what you said -- the leaders are deadThey re robbing the skies -- I can hear their followers cry:Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstreamAh -ooh -- starlings in the slipstreamAh -ooh -- starlings in the slipstreamAh -ooh -- starlings in the slipstreamThe language of influence is cluttered with hard hard C sAnd I put a spy-cam in a sororityAh-ooh -- darlings on the split-screenAh-ooh -- darlings on the split-screenAh-ooh -- darlings on the split-screenAh-ooh -- darlings on the split-screenAh-oohThere s no women in AlaskaThere s no Creoles in VermontThere s no coast of NebraskaMy motherI forgotSlavic princess with a rose in her teethDo you suppose she would bite you if she could?Insane cobra split the woodTrader of the lowland breedCall a jittneydrive awayIn the slipstream we will stayStay awayawayawayawayawayawayawayawayaway

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