Lemon Minds
Do you like the air the you breath?
Do you love the trash lingering in the streets?
How cute is poverty?
How nice! a girl in distress,
Trying to find love by letting others touch her flesh.
Funny !funny? Another broken man begging for money .
Spoken dirt , mental dirt ,covers this time .
You Clean me and I clean you
lemon clean minds
We can freshen up the skies .
Soften and renew old hard lines.
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