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<pre><font size='+2'>FREDERICK S FROST lyrics SQUIRTGUN</font><br>He`s sitting frozen with mud on his feet in Indiana<br />
And his blue skin plays a January song<br />
His mind a-wanders to the sunshine he`s been missing in the white room.<br />
<br />
She stared at his brisket eyes so long<br />
A lonely snowman, he figures and he calculates her body<br />
And life`s brevity assures him that it won`t last long.<br />
<br />
He`s got days<br />
Days and says<br />
Iceman fight in my head<br />
Frederick`s Frost<br />
<br />
He thinks about her lovely nametag as he shivers by the birdbath<br />
Bromide poison concentrated dull<br />
He`s got lots of pictures of her he could show you,<br />
but he has concroid pitches in his skull<br />
<br />
Turned loose from the cage.<br />
He`s a lion with an illness<br />
And every rose he touches folds and turns to glass.<br><br><a href='http://www.lyricsbay.com' target='_blank'>LyricsBay</a> | <a href="http://www.lyricsbay.com/frederick_s_frost_lyrics-squirtgun.html" target='_blank'>FREDERICK S FROST lyrics SQUIRTGUN</a></pre>

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He`s sitting frozen with mud on his feet in Indiana
And his blue skin plays a January song
His mind a-wanders to the sunshine he`s been missing in the white room.

She stared at his brisket eyes so long
A lonely snowman, he figures and he calculates her body
And life`s brevity assures him that it won`t last long.

He`s got days
Days and says
Iceman fight in my head
Frederick`s Frost

He thinks about her lovely nametag as he shivers by the birdbath
Bromide poison concentrated dull
He`s got lots of pictures of her he could show you,
but he has concroid pitches in his skull

Turned loose from the cage.
He`s a lion with an illness
And every rose he touches folds and turns to glass.

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