The Paper Chase - Neat; Manageable: Piles lyrics

Slip soft that serpintine And live life off of our knees Saw tooths and hate Can edge away ape-man dignity She said... "You better leave with what you have Because when the big one hits 'subtract' Your no prize like me, Young bodies always heal quickly" Stacked bones by the furnace steams A neatly places homecoming queen Your lumpish inate is the figure eight It's a bit of me and I feel Anything can happen Anything can happen Anything can happen Anything can go wrong Soulder me like a wire that breathes Your carbon copy fibre optic plea Why should we communicate with sans technology? Your no prize like me Young bodies always heal quickly