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bh12 – source bod كلمات اغاني

[intro: john duncan]
the corpse was a woman who i guessed to be in her mid_thirties with no disfigurements, all limbs and head attached, lying on a table covered with white paper. what you’re about to hear is the sound of my having s_x with it

[verse 1]
run run, ditto moon (your body is so sweet now, baby)
pullin’ back, shape up to
the know
i’m saying trick or treat now
high stream, pushing steam (you know i’ve got to have you, yeah)
rolling eye is forced to dream, you go
you s_xy sweet cadaver
all i want to know is how to start over again (all wrapped up like a mummy)
you want it?
i’ll cover you in honey
all i need to know is how to gain control (and wait a hundred years or so)
of the shapеless soul
you know, you know

[chorus]
it isn’t se_it isn’t s_xual
oh, you sit amongst yoursеlves (it isn’t s_xual)
soon, you lie under ecstasy (strictly confectional)
your eye has stolen me (strictly confectional)
oh, you sit amongst yourselves (strictly medicinal)
soon, you lie under ecstasy (strictly medicinal)
your eye is switchin’ with it (if a little nontraditional)
[verse 2]
run run, ditto moon (your body’s starting rumors)
pullin’ back, shape up to
the know
of mason jars of sweetness
high stream, pushing steam (whose satisfied consumers)
rolling eye is forced to dream, you go
have often claimed to witness
all i want to know is how to start over again (some s_xy shrinking tumors)
you want it?
a sweet return to fitness
all i need to know is when you start to control (they’re just a hundred bucks or so)
of the shapeless soul
you know, you know, you know

[chorus]
it isn’t s_xual
oh, you’re sittin’ beside of me (it isn’t s_xual)
soon, you lie under ecstasy (strictly professional)
gimp eye is switched away (strictly professional)
oh, your sittin’ beside of me (entrepreneurial)
soon, you lie under ecstasy (entrepreneurial)
your eye is source it means (oh, and what a sweet memorial)
ever wish you go in?
ever wish you go in?
i will see you sitting here
ever wish you sold it out?
ever wish you sold it out?
in the silence
in the silence
[chorus 2]
i’m digging up your coffin
and pouring out the contents
good god i’m glad to see you
won’t you be my panacea?
sweet bod
sweet bod, oh
sweet bod
sweet bod
sweet bod

[outro]
what the audience saw and heard that night in the dtla sp_ce lived up to expectation. immediately, the performance art community was not only divided but polarized over what duncan had dared. the magazine high performance, which ran a special issue catalogue documenting the public spirit from_ refused to carry documentation of the piece. instead, the editor printed the following

- bh12

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