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Oh, Notorious |
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Lightning! |
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Yes, I had to ride you |
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And trash the crystal jets they kept in storage inside you! |
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I was told never to question it. |
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Now I'm facing twenty years for every night |
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I tried to ingest the snow so lightly! (huh?) |
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You simply couldn't put down the |
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Black Book. |
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You dreamt the dreams of the |
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Self-Taught |
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Man. You warn the ladies not to be corrupted by their looks, |
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But your voice comes out soft and slanted! |
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And you're living off what government's granted you: |
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Amnesty from the true |
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Thing. Now, |
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Sandra, slowly remove the ring and watch |
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Notorious |
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Lightning surround you. |
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Watch Notorious |
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Lightning surround you. |
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Watch Notorious |
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Lightning surround you. |
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I lay myself down to observe your gilded jeans hit the ground, |
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And have not grown from this worship. |
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I lay myself down to surrender, |
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Watch the trust funds gorge us again, |
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And have not grown from this worship. |
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So, Great |
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Pretender, pull a face! |
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Let's see the best 'forlorn you know!' |
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Just don't sing, "Barricades In The Morning" - it's been three days in a row |
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And it never comes off like you planned it! |
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Something once was delivered, then you banned it |
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But, oh, there is a key to this thing... |
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Notorious |
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Lightning... |
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There is a monument. |
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There is a place within it that |
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I have won. |
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And there is victory at sea. |
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And then there's the sun |
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Crashing down upon us |
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Faithful readership of the |
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Old Warden. |
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We beg - "No not another ode to the Garden! You've let the Book of Appeals pile up!" |
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So, Child of the |
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East, it's time |
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To shrug off the |
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Beast and take a look at what you've done. |
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The half-breed jury agrees you're |
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OK, But what they never seem to say is that it's never |
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The defense's witness... and someone's got to fall before someone goes free. |
