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| Living under June, living under her Living under June, living under her I've got a black and white television I've got an indigo gas oven I've got holes in my head Holes in my head I've got filthy rotten wall to wall I've got a couch made out of corduroy My cat's dying, words flying, leaking from the shower stall And that's not all Living under June, living under her Living under June, living under her I can't believe the things I hear Falling from the atmosphere Sexual atrocities are happening right over me And I can't sleep Living under June, living under her Living under June, living under her Living under June, living under her |