Carla Bley & Paul Haines - End Of Head lyrics
MUTANT: They check her flavor by sticking straws into her eyes In some flux she couldn't touch In some exludible muddle whose imaginary future welcomed a continuing past past it.
MUTANT: They check her flavor by sticking straws into her eyes In some flux she couldn't touch In some exludible muddle whose imaginary future welcomed a continuing past past it.