XTC - Pulsing Pulsing lyrics

[XTC - Pulsing Pulsing lyrics]

Pulsing pulsing
There's a beat in his arm still
Pulsing pulsing like the throb of an anthill
Pulsing pulsing no death in the rain
I've been washing my hands
In the stuff I wash my brains

I'm pulsing you're pulsing
Who's pulsing? What's pulsing?

Pulsing pulsing
There's a lump in his throat still
Pulsing pulsing at the site of a crash throw
Pulsing pulsing no push in the vein
I've been washing my hands
In the stuff I wash my brains

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