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the hidden cameras - in the union of wine lyrics

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with fangs and red eyes, i boast my hairy shrine
the sky stained poo drab as the dad drives
through the blunder and the cold, the c-ssette survives
brittle plastic, the tongue tied, and my week’s favorite find

in the union of wine, to be seen is to be blind
the c-ssette is a lie, then to pause and to rewind

i tripped through his front door
entangled clothes and bones as we lay warm
he slaps my belly to a beat with a meaty groan
we then finish with a feast, fellowship of beef

in the union of wine, i may be lost, but he is mine
to be on top from behind and the odor of the refined

i wore out his radio
it’s like drinking in the cold with our cheapest find
and the truth that may be told as we p-ss in rows
that boy is entered on his side as he wonders why that

in the union of wine, in my walkman i am blind
’cause the c-ssette is a lie, to be born is to be blind

in the union of wine, he’s neither bold nor even bright
in the union of wine, he’s neither bold nor even bright

- the hidden cameras

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