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Phish - Catapult lyrics
Doctor Davis, telephone please...Doctor Davis, telephone please) I'd catapult downtown To see the galleries And my favorite fiancee In a lavender gown But I'm hooked up to a machine It performs my daily functions Through a tube in my wien And today that thing malfunctioned Like a forest fire It burnt a hole in me and I perspired So there ain't gonna be a wedding No love affair No art to which none compares |
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