Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reinforced
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord, hesitate

Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Got a stripe down his back
All nine yards down her back

Give me a couple
Don't give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear

Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe down his back
All nine yards down her back

Give me a couple
Don't give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear

What is in my mind?
What is in my mind?

Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reinforced
Now what does that mean? Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much, now I lay me down to sleep
Hesitate, hesitate

Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Got a stripe down her back
All nine yards down his back

Give me a couple
Don't give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear

Conversation fear, conversation fear, conversation fear

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Writer(s): Bill Berry, Michael Mills, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck