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You said that you finally heard the voices in my headOr at least I think you didI'm so easily confused, an inebriated fool who doesn't know his right from left or often right from wrongOnce said and I quote I just read this thing that you wrote in collegeA trenchant critique of anthropology being accepted as a social scienceAnd not the art of educated observationAnd all the things that we can learn about ourselves in the context of someone elseAnother vaguely remembers swimming naked with strangersOne summer night on that ill-fated tourWell those were formative yearsMaybe that's why I like to drink my beers warm and I like to take my pants offAnd I like a little ink on my girlI always thought I'd end up owning my own boat before a home From Letras Mania