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Little black numbers Pushed over steel Is what you hear To make you feel free Little black numbers Pushed over wood Is all that you could live for You are to me Deeper than souls Pushed in the ground Time is a clock That pushed us together Makes us feel old Makes us feel old Sound pushing down Sound pushed us down If heaven and hell Were both in the same place Would fences appear If all the wasps were devils And bees were the angels We\'d bat them about We\'d bat them about But bees and wasps Are just fat men and thin girls They\'re just fat men and thin girls They\'re just fat men and thin girls Fat men and thin girls Fat men and thin girls Fat men and thin girls ...
