Take a breath, take a breath, take a breath
Honey take it on me
'Cause your lungs are in terrible shape and it's easy to see
I've been X-raying you since you walked into here
You've got nothing to hope
You've got nothing to fear
Heartburn and chemistry and lung disease
Make mincemeat of your passion on days like these

And everything you say is like sugar
The sweeter it gets you know I lick it away

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With a knot in your heart you're afraid of the galaxy way
And I hand you a tape of my song which you always mislay
And your diagram was nervous when I saw you on TV
You're so vulnerable, honey, now you're fatter than me
I've got a Harrison Ford poster rolled up in my desk --
I'd sign it for you, dude, if you'd only request

And everything you say is like iron;
It smashes me up but it's brittle inside

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You need love, baby, love, baby, love -- don't you throw it away;
It's the musk on your tongue and your hoof that are making me stay
In a bar in Sacramento on a cloudy afternoon
Cutting paper napkins into little crescent moons
Decision-making apparatus can't survive your death
"Good morning, Mr. Seagrove -- have you met my dead friend Seth?"
"No, sir, I haven't had that pleasure yet"

But everything you say is like acid
It eats me away, but there's something inside

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What am I going to do with myself if I lose you?
What am I going to do with myself if you stay?

Jesus could raise the dead, Jesus could fly
Jesus could raise the dead, Jesus could fly
No sweat.  (Jesus could raise the dead, Jesus could fly)
No sweat at all.  (Jesus could raise the dead, Jesus could fly)
And everything you say is an ocean; (Jesus could raise the dead, Jesus could fly)
It's keeping me up but it's pulling me down (Jesus could raise the dead, Jesus could fly)

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No shit.   41a

<Spectre (version b)>
Heading west, going west, heading west
Going over the sea
Where the sun always sets in the west as a favor to me
And the plane touches down and you're dying of thirst
You're already aroused when the tyres all burst           5b
She looks so beautiful
She looks so rare
You drop a coffee at the curb and vanish into thin air

And everything you say is like sugar:
The sweeter it gets, you know, I lick it away            10b

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With a knot in your heart, you're afraid of a power to say
All the things that you don't wanna hear, but you do anyway  15b
And she already told you you got nothing to fear
She said it too fast and she, said it too clear
It's like a Harrison Ford picture where he plays someone nice
Who gets mixed up with a girl against his doctor's advice

And everything you says is like iron:                    20b
It smashes me up, but it's brittle inside

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You need love, baby, love, baby, love                    25b
Don't you throw it away
It's a miracle you've got so far without having to pay
In a sushi bar on M street, I was reachin' for an egg
It took a half a second.  It was rollin' down my leg
I've never known a word that simple                      30b
Have that effect
I'll say this for you honey:  You know how to connect
Oh yeah
You do it very suddenly

But everything you say is a dagger:                      35b
It slashes me up, but it's easy to hide

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What am I going to do with myself if I lose you?         40b
What am I going to do with myself if you stay?

Jesus could raise the dead
Jesus could fly
Jesus could raise the dead
Jesus could fly                                          45b
Jesus could raise the dead   (No sweat)
Jesus could fly
Jesus could raise the dead   (No sweat at all)
Jesus could fly
Jesus could raise the dead   (But everything you say is an ocean:)  50b
Jesus could fly
Jesus could raise the dead   (It's keepin' me up
Jesus could fly               and it's pullin' me down)

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Ahhhhh.
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Ahhhhh.