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letra de & [2025 remaster] - geminientropic

[intro – gemini, luna, sagittarius, capricorn, violett/aquarius, ophiuchus]
love of the s-n

[refrain 1 – slate; slate, castor and polydeuces]
came back again to make it clear that
he never said it would meet demand
shame on a martyr, claiming friends from
either perspective of &

[verse 1]
weak & strong &
wet & dry &
right & wrong &
live & die &
sane & gone &
love & not &
all the &s that we forgot, so

[refrain 2 – slate; slate & polydeuces]
sing while you hear it, don’t deny it
leave if you can’t stand the thought of it
come back again to make things stand
with no disrespect to the &

[verse 2]
high & low &
new & old &
stop & go &
hot & cold &
john & yoko
dark & light, it’s almost time to say goodnight to it
[refrain 3 – slate; castor & polydeuces]
they took a lesson from their fathers
told (us) that they (wе) were the samе command
wait for their minds to make complete
their lives stuck beside every &

[verse 3]
words & numbers
sound & silence
stop the peace &
keep the violence
no & yes &
we digress
it lives with sad and happiness, oh no

[breakdown – castor; polydeuces]
big bad betty of the ‘pocalypse (i return to the earth to rebirth the hyperbolic)
she opens her lips & it goes like this (sewed my con in the ‘tract while you were sitting diastolic)
when the golden rule & the jungle meet (lobachevskian fields betray the inharmonic &)
there’ll be nothing to love & there’ll be no-one to beat (teutonic motivations of the legions growing on it)
oh the things we know, the things we don’t (a tip of the hat to you sir, i should spout!)
oh the things we think, we can, will & won’t (what a riveting thesis i shan’t live without)
we loathe to gather that nothing’s left (if you’ll kindly excuse me, i’ll pull up my slacks)
we’re all together & we’re all bereft (and imagine no chasm betwixt knaves & jacks)
capitalists, communists (delivered again, sweet ice cream in the middle)
you did the hokey-pokey & it went like this (a jumble of flavours, a spliced team colour riddle)
you hate each other & you love yourselves (my head-freeze dichotomy, a mixed-race lobotomy)
it might be heaven & it might be h-ll (gazing at stars while they spar every part of me)
all the things we do, the things we say (chronic electronics, tulsi out the tropics)
all the things we wish we could wash away (i’s in the cauc’us mountains & working on my phonics)

- geminientropic

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