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Stash - Phish

Written by：Thomas Marshall/Ernest Anastasio

I'm pullin' the pavement from under my nails

I brush past a garden dependent on whales

The slopin' companion I cast down the ash

Yanked on my tunic and dangled my stash

Zipping through the forest with the curdling fleas

To grow with them spindles the mutant I seize

I capture the dread beast who falls to his knees

And cries to his cohorts asleep in the trees

Smegma Dogmatagram fish market stew

Police in the corner gunning for you

Apple toast bed heated fur blanket rat

Laugh when they shoot you say

Please don't do that

Control for smiler's can't be bought

The solar garlic starts to rot

Was it for this my life I sought

Maybe so and maybe not

Maybe so and maybe not

Maybe so and maybe not

Maybe so and maybe not

Was it for this my life I sought

Maybe so and maybe not

Control for smiler's can't be bought

Maybe so and maybe not

The solar garlic starts to rot

Maybe so and maybe not

Was it for this my life I sought

Maybe so and maybe not

Was it for this my life I sought

Maybe so and maybe not

Was it for this my life I sought

Maybe so and maybe not

Was it for this my life I sought

Maybe so and maybe not