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Crop-Dust - Live At Crocodile Café, Seattle, 20 November 2001
The Fall
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Traffic, traffic, traffic, traffic
And the brutal fracture of the sequel 25 land
And the fracture is one quarter of your back parallax liver
And the, and the torque count is not looking good
Gah, wah, wah, wah, yeah
Sober, so stuffed
Aching fracture of the brain
25 And a quarter
And the frozen out to go
Yeah, gah, wah, wah, wah, yeah
Down on the new riverside
Sulphur developments
As the rain hurtles down on the fleeing business
Projects are still left covering up the ominous thunder of the hymn
"Holy, holy, holy"
Chanted by twelve foot tall World War I German soldiers
In greatcoats and pickle harbor
Materialized from the gah, wah, wah, wah, yeah
I had just received my third bankruptcy notice
I tried to read it but the rain-spattered envelope dissolved
Its myriad changes getting mixed up into the scarves
Discarded by the fleeing executives
Through traffic dust
Through traffic dust
The brain is built on the 25 fractured
25 Land
The 25 fractured
One quarter
And it's not looking pretty good
Gah, wah, wah, wah, yeah
And the brutal fracture of 25 land
And the myriad fractures are clogging up the gah, wah, wah, wah, yeah
And just through traffic dust
Traffic dust
Traffic
Traffic dust