choose your taker, lips and purse
oh jees you picked one worse
amnesia, here's your curse
for every new thing that you find
you're gonna leave something behind
at ease you're a skipping stone
knock knees you till you've grown
amnesia, pick up the phone
for every new thing that you find
you're gonna leave something behind
and you can dance me round again
till it feels like everything
is getting smaller
and closer up
the same again tomorrow…
amnesia, the wild bore
that's the cheese you ate before
amnesia, please get out more
for every new thing that you find
you're gonna leave something behind
and you can dance me round again
till it feels like everything
is getting smaller
and closer up
the same again tomorrow…
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