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Must I commit my tragic youth to history |
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Am I not still to recall when I need |
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In my lonely hours they wonder like a vicious mystery |
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Can I rewrite the tale that often makes me travel blindly |
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My younger years were often spent in silence |
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Lest my wooden friends felt estranged |
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We entangled ourselves in thoughts of freedom's violence |
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And bottled the brew of our strangest thoughts, deranged |
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Delinquent lttle darlings we were not |
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We said the right things to keep us all off |
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The hook that don't exist no more |
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Soon you will be called for the unknowing |
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Nobody will miss you when you're gone |
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You may come back a shell of your former self |
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But obedient you will become with love |
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Delinquent little darlings we were not |
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We said the right things to get us all off |
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The hook that don't exist no more |
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B.B gets what he wants |
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When he needs what he wants |
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What he feeds us all from |
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Don't bite that hand of Zion |
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Come come come come come comrades |
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Our Big Brother loves us much |
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Come come come come come comrades |
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Our Big Brother loves us much more than those |
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Old fashioned mothers |
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Delinquent lttle darlings we were not |
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We said the right things to get us all off |
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The hook that don't exist no more |
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Cause B.B gets what he wants |
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When he needs what he wants |
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What he feeds us all from |
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Don't bite that hand |
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The lions den |
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Bionic Zionic men |
