The Mango Song — Phish
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Spasm waiter dropping to his knees, sees Slander on wrap paper ties Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight in his eyes
Grasp a kettle top and shoot the breeze, please Ramble while slop scraper sighs Tossing in his bed at night he'll dream until he dies
Operations at the sink The dribble liquid visible beneath his troubled eyes Feels it tilt and start to slide
Mask a pretty hopper's foot with squeeze cheese Dangle some grape apple pies Tranquil and serene until he runs out of supplies
Your hands and feet are mangos You're gonna be a genius anyway
Your hands and feet are mangos You're gonna be a genius anyway