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Beck - One Foot in the Grave Released: 08/01/1994 He's A Mighty Good Leader Sleeping Bag I Get Lonesome Burnt Orange Peel Cyanide Breathmint See Water Ziplock Bag Hollow Log Forcefield Fourteen Rivers Fourteen Floods Asshole I've Seen the Land Beyond Outcome Girl Dreams Painted Eyelids Atmospheric Conditions It's All In Your Mind Feather In Your Cap Whiskey Can Can

Open up the door
Lay the orange juice on the floor
We're having a picnic
On the other side of town

There's sleeping bags and fire
And it's getting down to the wire
So grab yourself a spot
And settle down awhile

'Cause it's getting hard to think
And my clothes are starting to shrink
And the moon is sagging down
Like a metal ball

And the world is a holiday
Smoking' in an old ashtray
They just blow it out their nose
And say ok

So let's try to make it last
The past is still the past

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