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He won the race the judges concluded He was the better man he had the will to win A hesitation a one time show or place His self would not allow he had
A Christian, an anarchist slash prostitute Figures out the true meaning Of freedom, not freedom like America Freedom like a shopping cart Kick back,
She'll have another piece of pie She'll have a double Reuben rye She works hard at eating well That's why I love her She's got a couple of pony kegs
Partly owned tuder house Wooden white picket fence Mother waits for father In a backless dress Hardly used diaphragm Put back into its case A one way
There's something wrong with mass consumption Why do we want what we don't need? Alcohol burn it clean, asphalt methamphetamine Will make it seem alright
Stop, have a beer it's on me Has anyone ever told you That you look like star Innocent at the bar So I drink 'cause it makes me Happier than bein' alone
Mr. McCarthy killed the light He didn't wake his lovely wife He left the key inside the door Woke on the wrong side of the bed She can't remember what
There's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood They always listen to moms They disregard civil disobedience They'd rather do what they're told
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it I wouldn't walk 500 miles, when
: Hobo - I'm hobophobic So what AH AH AH Scared of bums Not just because they stink bad Not just because they're crackers From drinking too much lysol
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: Stop have a beer it's on me has anyone ever told you that you Look like a hollywood star Oh you've heard it said many times Before right here at this
: There's something wrong with mass consumption Why do we want what we don't need Alcohol burnt clean asphalt methampphetamin Will make it seem alright
: She's been around a couple years Tasted 31 flavors there's only one She really hates that would be you The blandest one don't make her fold And that
: Partly owned to her house Wooden white picket fence Mother waits for father In a backless dress Hardly used a diaphram Put back into the case A one
: There's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood They always listen to music They disregard civil disobedience They'd rather do what they're