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Album: After Bathing At Baxters (2003)
Artists: Jefferson Airplane

Song: Two Heads
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Jefferson Airplane
After Bathing At Baxters
Two Heads
(Grace Slick)

You want two heads on your body,
And you want two mirrors in your hand.
Priests are made of brick,
With gold crosses on a stick,
And your nose is too small for this land.

Inside your head is your town;
Inside your room your jail;
Inside your mouth,
The elephant's trunk;
And booze, the only key to your bail.

Two heads can be put together;
And you can fill both your feet with sand.
No one will know,
you've gutted your mind,
But what will you do,
With your bloody hands?

Your lions are fighting with chairs;
Your arms are incredibly fat;
Your women are tired of dying alive,
If you've had any women, at that.

Wearing your comb like an axe in your head;
Listening for signs of life;
Children are sucking on stone and lead;
And chasing their hoops with a knife.

New breasts and jewels for the girl;
Keep them polished and shiny;
Put a lock on her belly at night;
Sweet life,
For no child of mine!

Want two heads on your body;
And you've got two mirrors in your ha-a-a-a-and-a.

Copyright 1967, 1968 Icebag Corp.

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