With The Lights Out Lyrics - 2004

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Look your legs are ashes
Charred into a special
Don't make noise, you' break
Your legs are eyes and all
You're right
I was your incompetant
Man just read the furies
Special time but you can't
Make too much of him
Gray

Ahhhh
Ohhhh

I was yours and closer
Your were them in New York
Got me in, to enter
See your legs are in your legs

I was your end dancer
More than all I wish you
Got me under with the
Nice, nice, nice religious man

Ahhhh
Ohhhh