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Get Away With Blasphemy

This song is by The Birds Are Spies, They Report to the Trees.

The copy is long since been thrown away
The left existing notes were not well kept
We shook hands, traded glances
Technically speaking
I was throwing my voice
The telephone rang
Once, twice,
Three times
We put it on there
Leave it up to the people's
Own imagination
Emulating certain aspecta
We don't just disappear
We exist
We need a place to live
Civic issues
Seem so far away
No need to dumb it down

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