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I celebrate
Far too - but not exceeding my potential
Risking injury - this is music for people 1,000 years old
Slapping salt on soldier boy, his guts in his cupped hands
The horses breathing freon
With engines gunning the lord is coming
I celebrate over the sketches of a deteriorating landscape
How can a sissy play ape without risking injury?
I celebrate    Far too - but not exceeding my potential    Risking injury - this is music for people 1,000 years old    Slapping salt on soldier boy, his guts in his cupped hands    The horses breathing freon    With engines gunning the lord is coming    I celebrate over the sketches of a deteriorating landscape    How can a sissy play ape without risking injury?