Blue Turk [5:29] - School's Out, 1972
	(Blue)
	(Hot)

	I'm lazy
	You know it
	I'm ready for the second show
	Amazin
	Thing growin
	Just waitin for the juice to flow

	But you're so very picturesque
	You're so very cold
	Tastes like roses on your breath
	But graveyards on your soul

	I'm hurtin
	I'm wantin
	I'm achin for another go
	You're squirmin wet, baby
	Nothin bad comin very slow
	And it's burnin holes in me

	You're so very picturesque
	You're so very cold
	It tastes like roses on your breath
	But graveyards on your soul

	(Whoa-oh)
	(Mm!)

	One spastic explosion
	Two pressure-cookers go insane
	It makes me act crazy
	I shiver but I love this game

	You're so very ordinary
	You're so very lame
	Tastes like whiskey on your lips
	And earthworms rule your brain


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