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Frank Zappa - Pygmy Twylyte

Green hocker croakin'
In the Pygmy Twylyte

Crankin' an' a-coke'n
In the Winchell's do-nut Midnite

Out of his deep on a `fore day run
Hurtin' for sleep in the Quaalude Moonlight

Green hocker in a Greyhound locker
Smokin' in the Pygmy Twylyte

Joined the bus on the 33rd seat
By the doo-doo room with the reek replete

Crystal eye, crystal eye
Got a crystal kidney & he's `fraid to die
In the Pygmy Twylyte
Or the downer midnite
In the Pygmy Twylyte
Or the downer midnite
In the Pygmy Twylyte

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