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Sep 2015
Feel the psychedelic beat
it makes me complete
gives a lazy Sunday
a new kind of heat

hateΒ Β ol' Sunday
no good 'xcept for gin & old ladies
but now there's
this psychedelic beat

give it to me, Momma
sock it to me, Pappa
let me feel the heat
of this psychedelic beat

turning the world
into acid rainbows
I just discovered a new band - The Sound Defects.
Dreams of Sepia
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Dreams of Sepia  Somewhere in the Universe
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