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the cut said to the razor "how do you keep your wife so happy"

and the tattoo asked the painter how do you get your lines so clean

and the painter asked the bullet how'd you get you colour so sublime

and the golden bullet girl smiled as she fired in the sky

mother how'd you get yourself to smile as you cry

you asked me if I loved the razor bloodred drops crimson pomegranate seed

and i told you that i love this show

and i told you id rather die than spend another night so clean

and the songs on the radio 

said words we didn't know