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      Lazy Flies

      Beck

      Album: Mutations

      Lazy flies all hovering above
      The magistrate, he puts on his gloves
      And he looks to the clouds
      All pink and disheveled
      There must be some blueprints,
      Some creed of the devil
      Inscribed in our minds
      A hideous game
      Vanishes in thin air
      The vanity of slaves
      Who wants to be there?
      To sweep the debris
      To harness dead-horses
      To ride in the sun
      A life of confessions
      Written in the dust
      Out in the mangroves
      The mynah birds cry
      In the shadows of sulfur
      The trawlers drift by
      They're chewing dried meat
      House of disrepute
      The dust of opiates
      And syphilis patients
      On brochure vacations
      Fear has a glare that traps you
      Like searchlights
      The puritans stare
      Their souls are fluorescent
      The skin of a robot
      Vibrates with pleasure
      Matrons and gigolos
      Carouse in the parlor
      Their hand-grenade eyes
      Invalid and blind
      Vanishes in thin air
      The vanity of slaves
      Who wants to be there?
      To sweep the debris
      To harness dead-horses
      To ride in the sun
      A life of confessions
      Written in the dust

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