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Fluffhead

phish
Album JUNTA
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Fluffhead
Fluffhead was a man with a horrible disease - Could not find no cure, won't you help him if you please? - Fluff came to my door askin' me for change - His eyes were clear and pure but his mind was so deranged - Fluff went to a banker askin' for some bills - The banker said, "I ain't got that but I sure got some powerful pills."

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