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Slipping My Mind (從腦海中溜走) - Michael Penn

Written by：Michael Penn

Rats in my jacket

I'm so impressed

I am now seen unclean

Wash me up mama

And give me a suit of gabardine

I had a suit

By the look on my face

Maybe it's plain to see

That that never stopped what was troubling me

Like once it was Monday out

Man it was a drought

All that is slipping my mind

Cracked like a whip

Like a brick coming down

And hit me between the eyes

Another occasion I've yet to forget

Was I unwise

Should I remind you that this is the end

Of camels

And masking tape

And this demonstration of tripping with grace

And if I need you

I'm intentionally wasting your time

Hey everything's slipping my mind

Now copper and nickel

Are heads in my hand

I'll bet you your sparest change

That this time tomorrow you'll be miles away

With all trace of Monday out

With deserts to think about

And all of this slippin' my mind