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  1. Nix

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Lyrics

She is the perfect girl, she knows the perfect word,
She’s from a perfect world...muse
She is unbidden, unspoken, unsung and unsaid
Unwritten, unbroken uncut golden thread
Of silence, unspun unentangled and pure
Undressed and bereft of beguiling allure

And if you ever see her she disappears
If you ever try to hold her she’s gone, long gone
And if anybody tells you they know the places where she goes
You might tell yourself you feel her there
But then again you never really know
And if you want to hold her tight
You’ve got to give her up and let her go
She might just come to you in the night she might not
But that’s your only hope

Nick's on a picnic, mothership carsick
Cricked neck, cricked back, dingbat, dipstick
My bad head by a chemical thread in the mystic shed
Necks keg dregs, potting burning lead, plotting turning red
Clotting hurting head, looking for the long gone girl
In a perfect world

Total freedom from the tyranny
The universal cacophony, Hackney carriage melody
If you ever see me there, improvise - say hello from me
Let her be, let her float on down to me when she pleases

The atom splitter scatters glitter,
Matter litters bitter splatters everywhere
Riven schism, the unforgiven
Unstrung male strum strings unattached
Boing, One two, one two, mended, matched, mixed
Ended latched, searching for the perfect girl
She is unfettered uncluttered unobscured untapped
Unshelled, unhatched
I’m done, fling flung, binned, slung, thing bunged,
Bucket list box ticked, itch scratched

And if you ever see her she disappears
If you ever try to hold her she’s gone, she’s gone
And if anybody tells you they know the places where she goes
You might tell yourself you feel her there
But then again you never really know
And if you want to hold her tight
You’ve got to give her up and let her go
She just might come to you in the night she might not
But there’s nothing you can do, nix, nothing, nada, nix