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Khaos:
Oh
what
wonderous
thing
it
would
be
to
have
A
guitar
that
could
play
and
could
sing
by
itself.
What
an
absolute
joy
it
would
be
to
Have
a
guitar
that
could
play
without
me.
1 Khaos
I
beg
to
differ
coincidental
inference.
Finally
we're
Fraternizing
on
the
Greek
side
of
the
fence
2 Ian
Well
I'll
be
dammed
blueprints
upper
handed
(yeah
sure,
Okay)
to
the
auto
insotasin
interprets
I
beg
your
pardon
3:
Ian
& Khaos
Look
at
me
I'm
naked
but
as
soon
as
you
spin
I'm
dull
and
boring
Again
and
your
attention
slips
stop
mentioning
it
(really?
) Your
apologetic
hazards
lather
filthy
retort
before
my
verbal
Reflex
flips
and
scatter
(truthful
matter)
palatable
to
who
aren't
Involved
(who
haven't
joinly
evolved)
to
the
Effect
to
the
cause
can
we
eject
(can
we
pause?)
To
reassess
the
reality
with
sedentary
wheels
Fetishizing
bandwagoning
(I
mean
come
on
with
the
come
ons)
For
common
concern
I
heard
the
special
ed
was
private
so
haven't
you
Unlearned
(haven't
you
unlearned?
) Turn
as
wize
as
the
clock
(you
sound
the
tick)
and
I
tock
to
Oppositional
entities
generate
the
electrical
shock
(digital
Underground)
AC
kilowatt
what
what
have
we
here
a
di-dividing
theory
Searing
books
in
second
nooks
with
a
homogenized
flame
when
in
Spain
Bullfighting's
okay
but
in
the
good
old
US
of
A
we
got
machines
to
do
that
man
so
put
it
away
You
don't
know
what
love
is
4x
What
love
is
4 Khaos
You
won't
believe
what
I
did
I
raced
to
the
pool
dropped
off
a
load
Of
kids
to
an
ascent
for
twisting
a
Thickening
plot
where
a
fan
can
be
a
Dangerous
weapon
if
we're
not
absolutely
on
top
of
the
edible
cake
I
Portion
delicate
cuts
and
deligate
what
to
make
the
sugary
icing
Break
on
select
dinner
plates
relish
a
Savory
taste
before
the
occasion
escapes
5 Ian
Straight
jacket
mono
pause
oh
men
get
your
own
I
got
the
street
side
Of
hand
that
just
flushes
your
throne
full
blown
academics
spittin
Fire
with
ignorance
two
oblivious
simpletons
undersized
imaginations
Well
look
at
this
shit
so
large
off
the
rik
every
time
an
auto
coded
Dickhead
sizable
would
say
I
don't
see
them
in
the
circle
maybe
they
Just
don't
feel
you
could
fuck
a
Thousand
sheep
and
never
know
which
one
was
real
Closing
hook
You
don't
know
what
love
is
What
love
is
6x
You
don't
know
wh-
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