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Fluffhead Phish

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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 / fluff came to new york (two parts) 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."