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You heard about, be your own man You talk a lot and loud Illustrate the obvious boy You're mentally endowed Watershed year comes You're flush with fever The richest junk dealer Honestly, a book you read once let you Think in rhyme. The old extreme sits Pale and molds now for the Millionth time Wilma's rainbow of peaceful colors The richest junk dealer Wilma's rainbow of peaceful colors The richest junk dealer |
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| 3:41 |
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Water thin The wall is in She's chlorine clean and portion fed Feed the dog Slop the hog Shine the Baptist and debark the log It's all right, I know You're the only one who can Show us at all Get it done Circulate What I hear, fear motivates So intense So sensitive In your head where fashion lives It's all right, I know You're the only one who can Show us at all It's ok, I know You're mean and hard and bored It's always something |
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| 2:53 |
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Served up in the backyard Cooked too long on high Flying out the window Even dogs have passed them by Didn't know she was tied up Better fed than forced Time to meet the protagonist, boy He never showed remorse Choking on the one thing His tongue had gotten too fat A barely walking dead man Seemed to know where he was at Drive himself to the airport Getting out of here Overworking the small town The law couldn't get too near Come on smut You might've stayed |
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| 3:53 |
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Today's another day you won't deny that It came so slow you don't remember When you got so fat Up above the bathroom mirror the light'll Make you weak but It's that pacifying lie that grows now Every week And still you hate it, it's overrated I'll never forget things like, |
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| 5. |
| 3:41 |
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The tic begins where's the manned end? The climate change will never get in Silent and strong and prepossessed You never need to make your own mess Weasel to me in charming to some Loathsome and glib Habits like self-love Wearing slim fast you carve your niche Lean smug back and work your pitch And all the way i'm gone, no Demon race to find You paint it up and know that Any face can lie And all the way i'm gone, no Demon race to find You paint it up and know that Any face can lie Affect my greatest style, what Suits me best of all Keep my pocket filled, lean right and Fall |
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| 6. |
| 2:38 |
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Sorry for myself, I've lost my Kharmic wealth but I can take from you with antiseptic stealth I'll dig my own grave, get my Front yard paved There's always a penny earned Another dollar saved What lies ahead I always my point, soak Bread in dirty oil "Right's" too strong a word The neighborhood's been spoiled but I know what I know, stuck that Inner glow I don't have time to learn I said I know what I know I'm wrong, I won't admit it I won't get it |
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| 7. |
| 3:31 |
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First I'll panic quick and listen To advice Agree to anything and try to be Too nice Then my skin flakes, another allergy I'm not making sense, just Ignore me Thirst I had at last Run the water Shut my mouth and run past What's the matter? Street crabs buy it fast Infect the water Safe and sound like the perfect food Ice the beer, it's east to feel good What was that you said? I thought I heard my name but Every street crab will push the Vowels the same Thist I had at last Run the water Shut my mouth and run past What's the matter? Street crabs buy in fast Infect the water Shut my mouth and run past What's the matter? |
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| 8. |
| 2:26 |
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Spread your mind the fish feed Don't ignore my speech my Heart bleeds Make yourself the perfect butt Some passing thought, I don't know what Don't remind me, I'll take What I need to Get back in case the door swings and Don't forget to hide Your mood rings Fit to tie I thought I knew good company I'd like to be you You're right behind me and Mouth all I read Don't remind me, I'll take What I need to You're right behind me and Mouth all I read |
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| 9. |
| 3:04 |
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Petty news, it's only your bad ear It might be worth it To watch what you hear Feeling great now you expand your view You can't forget, somebody hates you Justify my worst behaviour Search in blood-lines Exchange a favor Humble goals Bad nutrition Rely on me There's one condition Humble goals Bad nutrition Rely on me There's one condition Imitated So adored The wind picks up My suit gets torn |
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| 2:03 |
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Beautiful love, you're all a mystery Beautiful love, what have you done to me? I was contented 'till you came along Thrilling, my soul with your song Beautiful love, you're all a mystery Beautiful love, what have you done to me? I was contented 'till you came along will my dreams come true Beautiful love,I've roamed your paradise Searching for love, my dreams to realise Reaching for heaven,depending on you Beautiful love,will my dreams come true |
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| 2:59 |
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Indecisive and deaf or dumb Tongue-dried in the sun Nervous speech and your mental health Drunk on every detail Loosened up from the moral slide as though There's nothing to hide It corresponds with your sevret view and Never weighs upon you I'd blame someone but I've got you Live everyday that bores me Sleep fine at night and Wake up to my early speechless morning I'd blame someone but I've got you Live everyday that bores me Sleep fine at night and Wake up to my early speechless morning It works like crime, asjust your view Waste your time improving She's cut so well and lifelike too You'll bleed to death before me |
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| 2:08 |
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Land sakes alive, the steak's alive Give him a hug and he drinks and He drives Why the long fave Mr. Ed? It's The hour of darkness and The hour of dread Hey Betty Find 'em and grim 'em and Never remind 'em Biscuits and jam and you're Eating your pie too. Minor legends. And you're right too Give 'em a hug |
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| 2:36 |
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Today's another day you won't deny that It came so slow you don't remember When you got so fat Up above the bathroom mirror the light'll Make you weak but It's that pacifying lie that grows now Every week Every week And still you hate it, it's overrated I'll never forget things like, Who did what? Cover old ground and drag What's useless up I won't feel guilty about being late again There's no one to answer to and No one to hate |
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| 2:09 |
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Sam invents the you you want to see Don't believe in predestiny Bacon you never need to bring home Sam Hell gets you redeemed By grace alone Sam's the mayor of First Avenue Nothing goes on the he doesn't want to A wife that wears his 'in' stocking hat She's known for making good Gravy and cat Heart attack Time to eat and pay Cellulite won't wash away You never knew if you'd been dead or Just old Sam Hell never gets that cold. |
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| 2:33 |
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Pick a side, dig
Nice and soft Think of someone To help you along, Ike Amused me once Manchild son Getting to be Anyone Serves me well Flush your head Who can ever tell Wanna be made It's time to laugh now If you're supposed to If being brain dead Is what you want to do You plant your face again Into the screen, right Let it grow Skin snot tight Serves me well Flush your head Who can ever tell Wanna be made, right |
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| 3:06 |
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It's worth trying
To wrestle with fertility Feels good when You've lost your ailing nerve And now you see Yourself Self-loathing Disregard opinion once You're reborn and Have saved your self-esteem For what you need Yourself |
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| 17. |
| 2:20 |
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Fell prey to circumstance
He's changing on his own Fashion comes to mind He loves to wear silk gowns Grapefruit in his bed Orange juice with his meal Lemon flavored gum The secrets living breeds Crawling on citrus knees Climbing up the citrus tree |
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| 3:08 |
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Served up in the backyard
Cooked too long on high Flying out the window Even dogs have passed them by Didn't know she was tied up Better fed than forced Time to meet the protagonist, boy He never showed remorse Choking on the one thing His tongue had gotten too fat A barely walking dead man Seemed to know where he was at Drive himself to the airport Getting out of here Overworking the small town The law couldn't get too near |
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| 3:37 |
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Served up in the backyard
Cooked too long on high Flying out the window Even dogs have passed them by Didn't know she was tied up Better fed than forced Time to meet the protagonist, boy He never showed remorse Choking on the one thing His tongue had gotten too fat A barely walking dead man Seemed to know where he was at Drive himself to the airport Getting out of here Overworking the small town The law couldn't get too near |
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