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My favorite Brian Eno LulabyPut a straw under baby,Your good deed for the dayPut a straw under baby,Keep the splinters away.Let the corridors echo,As the dark places growHear Superior's footstepsOn the landing below.There's a place in the orchardWhere no-one dare goThe last one who went thereTurned into a crow.Turned into a crow, crow,Turned into a crowThe last one who went thereTurned into a crow.There's a brain in the table,There's a heart in the chairAnd they all live in Jesus,It's a family affair.
I gotta get a copy of that.
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My favorite Brian Eno Lulaby
Put a straw under baby,
Your good deed for the day
Put a straw under baby,
Keep the splinters away.
Let the corridors echo,
As the dark places grow
Hear Superior's footsteps
On the landing below.
There's a place in the orchard
Where no-one dare go
The last one who went there
Turned into a crow.
Turned into a crow, crow,
Turned into a crow
The last one who went there
Turned into a crow.
There's a brain in the table,
There's a heart in the chair
And they all live in Jesus,
It's a family affair.
I gotta get a copy of that.
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