Focus On The Flock
Robert Pollard
Droid knows
You have blown my destination
Droid knows
To resuscitate my star
Take it, the wrong long end of the stick
Baby's crib to rattlesnakes
And a double-fisted banker
A double-breasted suit and tie
Monochrome completes the surgeon
Truckers suck on the hotrod's patience
In limbo down at the pinball station
Another letter to make them crazy
Crooked lawyer and earthbound warrior
Focus on the flock's direction
May be a bad sign, I think I know
Astral project is telling me so
Come steal through customs as patrol goes by
From here, I see the birds go by
Come steal through customs as the world goes by
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