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  1. Fiasco Maximus

From the recording Fiasco Maximus

Lyrics

Clouds are forming in the sky The best laid plans gone awry Fiasco You got back to your little home Where the mighty buffalo roam In the end you end up all alone Nothing left except your flesh and bone Fiasco Clouds are forming in my mind Feels like it’s raining all the time Fiasco maximus Fiasco