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I like you... i think that you're pretty good |
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But i think that you think, that i... |
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Well... that i'm a bit undercooked. |
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I'm lazy, i play silly jokes & go over the top. |
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& one of these days it's gonna get me killed, |
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& that will be my lot! |
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I suppose i'd leave you alone, after a while, |
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But i'll lie in my bed, feeding my head, |
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Until i become - fairly intelligent. |
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100,000 people today were burned. |
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I felt a pang of concern, |
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- what are we waitin' for - a message of hope. |
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- from the... pope! |
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I think he got shot as well!!!! |
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When everyday of your life, seems the same |
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- as the last, |
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& you know who you're gonna meet |
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- & what they're gonna ask |
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Then supposin' your legs just withered away |
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& you had to somehow slide around on your |
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Backside - for the rest of your days. |
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'imagine'... that you're happy now. |
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It's easy if you try - because we're all caught |
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Up in a mortifying loop - life. |
