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Busted Stuff

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​​The spoon in spoon, stirring my coffee, 
I thought of you and turned to the gate 
And on my way, came up with the answers 
I scratched my head and the answers were gone 

From hand to hand, wrist to the elbow, 
Red, blood, sand, could Dad be God? 
Crosses cross, hold out like a wet rag 
Forgive you, why? You hung me out out dry. 

Oh, maybe I'm crazy, 
But laughing out loud will make the pain pass by 
And maybe you're a little crazy, 
And laughing out loud will make it all subside 
Holding, I'm holding out, 
I'm still falling, I'm still falling 

The spoon in spoon, stirring my coffee, 
I thought of this and turned to the gate 
And on my way cracked lightning then thunder, 
I hid my head and the storm slipped away 

Well, maybe I'm crazy 
But laughing out loud will make it all pass by 
But maybe you're a little crazy, 
And laughing out loud will make it all go by 

Laughing out loud 

From time to time, minutes and hours, 
Some move ahead while some lag behind 
It's like the balloon, it rise and then vanish, 
This drop of hope falls from his eye 

Spoon in spoon, stirring my coffee, 
I think of this and turn to go away 
Well as I walked, 
There're voices behind me singing, "sinner, sin, come now and play." 

Come out, come out, 
Come now and play

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