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I heard what you said
the leaders are dead
They're robbing the skies
I can hear their followers cry
Ah ooh starlings in the slipstream
Ah ooh starlings in the slipstream
Ah ooh starlings in the slipstream
Ah ooh starlings in the slipstream
The language of influence
is cluttered with hard hard C's
And I put a spy-cam in a sorority
Ah ooh darlings
on the split screen
Ah ooh darlings
on the split screen
Ah ooh darlings
on the split screen Ah ooh
There's no women in Alaska
There's no Creoles in Vermont
There's no coast of Nebraska
My mother, I forgot
Slavic princess
with a rose in her teeth
Do you suppose
she would bite you if she could
Insane cobra split the wood
Trader of the lowland breed
Call a jittney, drive away
In the slipstream we will stay
Stay away, away, away, away
away, away, away