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I forget the lines |
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But I don't forget the streets |
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We still hit the road |
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We still gotta eat |
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Still put on my trousers |
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Twelve legs at a time |
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You're all sons of bitches |
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Still I'll make it rhyme |
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I know I couldn't tell you |
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Exactly what I wrote |
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We still stay together |
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We still get along |
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We have seen the fashion |
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Changing with the day |
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We have seen the mighty |
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Crumble swept away |
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I'm sure I'll see the tiny |
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Grow up strong and cruel |
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Don't think for one minute |
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I'll obey their rules |
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I know I couldn't tell you |
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Exactly what went wrong |
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We still stay together |
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We still get along |
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And some folks see a reason |
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And some folks see a plan |
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And some say their faith can fill what they don't understand |
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But to hell with the human drama |
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And the fight of right & wrong |
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I'm just waiting for the day I won't be here |
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To see what's going on |
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You know I couldn't tell you |
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Exactly what went wrong |
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We still stay together |
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We still get along |
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You know we still stay together |
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we still get along |
