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Clockwork Monkey
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Man O' Beige
Here's another man o' beige Necktied in a bow Stately secrets in a briefcase He makes the pigeons move Watch the pigeons go They fan out like a feathery sea Parted by The Mose
The Man O' Beige commeth From whence the subway train His staff stacked in a little book Of beseeches to be made Hear the man beseeching His tongue runs like a leathery creek O'er the jaded stones
But I was born of fire, man Fire, o Man O' Beige There were no silky platitudes To draw me from the flames I sit in black and orange now Watching clocks consume the days Consuming all these days o' beige
Briefly now the Man O' Beige Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Cases every word You speak to him - he only hears The ones that he has heard Watch that fallow brow His hair is not attached to him It aches for somewhere else
Here's another Man O' Beige Folded like a doll So neat into the chair arranged And fastened with a bow I can taste the fluro's flicker They rustle like a twitching worm Stranded in the street
But I was born of fire, man Fire, o Man O' Beige There were no silky platitudes To draw me from the flames I sit in black and orange now Watching clocks consume the days Consuming all these days o' beige
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