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R.E.M., 9 9
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(Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reenforced.
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord, hesitate.)
Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe... down his back
All nine yards... down her back
Give me a couple tries,
Don't give me a couple of pointers,
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe... down his back
All nine yards... down her back
Give me a couple tries,
Don't give me a couple of pointers,
Turn to lies and conversation fear
What is in my mind?
What is in my mind?
(Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reenforced.
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, oh come on, hesitate, hesitate.)
Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe... down her back
All nine yards.. down his back
Give me a couple tries,
Don't give me a couple of pointers,
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Conversation fear. Conversation fear. Conversation fear.
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