Head Of State
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A head of the state is in my bed Look into those coals and surely its dead A dream about the blood in jars And on the ceiling, flecked like stars Oh what a way to begin the day Suffer all the bad news if I may My dreams are all anchored in real life And flecked on the ceiling, like stars
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Credits
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- John Dwyer