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Guided By Voices Little Head

??? the time Standing on a mountain top Bringing my head on a tray Teach me to fight every day And all the words ??? ones or two All are written out to

all the time like a giant carbonated soda S O D A, soda I saw the little runt sitting there on a log I asked him his name and in a raspy voice he said

Bin Laden, look at his head noddin? How could we allow somethin' like this Without pumpin' our fists, now this is our final hour Let me be the voice

neg ki gen cheve pwav mwen gen cheve pwav (they told me something girls from petion-ville don't want nigga's With nappy heads well I've got a nappy head

anymore Did the little boy only get his orders from himself? Did the whole world revolve his middle class act? The girl next door hears voices in her head

hollow Screaming feed me here Fill me up again Temporarily pacifying Feed me here Fill me up again Temporarily pacifying 2: Magdalena Overcome by your Moving temple Overcome by

Mary had a little lamb One holy morning 'Neath the star of Bethlehem A brand new day was forming Guided by the shining light And the Angel's voice Wise

a black and white Push button brainbox Donate your dollars to the logical scholars Of the radiated smile And radiation kills She takes the little yellow

--------------------------------------------------------------------------- St. Teresa Sit down on the corner, just a little climb When I make my money