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Deliver us from evil |
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Litter bugged amoeba simmer on the brimstone |
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Grim tone, bring him home |
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Authoritative restoration will be rationed righteously |
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To those deemed suitably fit to police their own sobriety |
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Standard law that wriggle intimate, mingle with coincidental mishap, then snap |
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Curse the digs |
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Yellow brick |
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Zooka birthed the piss |
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I trust that every litigant will be his own worst pig |
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Thirst big, baby, |
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I reckon y'all are a mess too, but insecurities will |
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Make your bio sound less cool |
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If fizzy lifting drinks are par for saddling your horse, |
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You might consider sawing |
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Sea Biscuit off at the knees before |
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Few chew sacred like them sewer cougars |
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Patient 'til the |
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Lugar movers daytrip with them super cookers blazing |
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Divvy up the remarkable carcass, what a relief |
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And y'all ain't even washed yesterday's blood off your teeth |
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Behind the buck-bin |
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Duane Reade aviators plated with the dookie brown tint sit |
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The googly off the daily paper |
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Clip red or blue (Blue!) |
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Either way the shredder chew |
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Letter to the editor messenger, let him through |
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Engine engine number nine, sock it to me one more time |
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Said uh, un-gowa, we got the power [x3] |
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Automatic systematic engine number nine, sock it to me one more time |
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Said un-gowa we got the power |
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Okay, do your thing [Echoes] |
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Family, do your thing, do your thing, stop [Aesop Rock:] |
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I put a beetle on his back and take notes |
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Play a dealt hand. |
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Kicks wing tips 'til the tank flips conveyor belt |
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Shelf a mayor saber for catering navy savior |
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Help who treat stray children like clay pigeons off the sailor's deck |
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He squeaks 'pull', |
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I freak the wool over the owl eye; |
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Filter sheepish winter through it's sister on the outside |
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Meanwhile back at |
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HQ, he's twisting his moustache, hatching a plan to hate you |
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Shark fin dollar pay a ghost guild buckets |
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Hard pill to swallow and he knows pills, trust him |
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Drunkards of the crystal palace suck assignment |
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Walk the diamonds in the soles of your chukkas back to the slaves who mined 'em |
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It's Raggedy |
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Andy clan; fancy the pretty stitches 'til he learned the skinny on the fragility's physics |
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Like he snag a button eye on the fly by the barbs |
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Super glue the parts, now his students are alarmed |
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No worries, it's snow flurries compared to what the sheriff wish: |
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Curfew the city that must not |
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Bust warn shots at a run-of-mill |
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Waldo on a doctor hunt |
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He will make the most wonderful sarcophagus occupant |
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Engine engine number nine, sock it to me one more time |
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Said uh, un-gowa, we got the power [x3] |
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Automatic systematic engine number nine, sock it to me one more time |
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Said un-gowa we got the power |
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Okay, do your thing [Echoes] |
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Family, do your thing, do your thing, stop [Aesop Rock:] |
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Rotten egg, not to be pegged as fashionably tardy |
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The difference is the latter got the freebies from the barkeep |
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Wait, Aes-****ing- |
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Rock is in the building |
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The room looked up, looked down, kept sniffing |
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Slit the neck and slip the chip in, sipping anti-governmental zombie grog |
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But zombied up gladly on your |
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Swiss Army watch |
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As if twitching upon your authored condition's |
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Really that different from administered conditioning glitches |
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Kissing a firewater pitcher with the fatal |
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Drano-chase game |
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It's hiding in the |
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Nang labeled with the day-glow face paint |
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Some buckle when the |
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T-Rex treks shakes the puddles |
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My huggable jungle |
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My son of a dove cry, humble, even doves die |
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I took the black outta something to judge the lung by |
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I took the mag out like the crack out of a bum's pipe |
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I hook the tag up like a flag over the plum sky |
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Mud pie cruiser with an oink for the innocent |
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I blame it on the ambiguous quote unquote system |
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If a quota needs some filling you're a whore |
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Sincerely yours, engine number nine conductor |
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All aboard! |
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Engine engine number nine, sock it to me one more time |
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Said uh, un-gowa, we got the power [x3] |
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Automatic systematic engine number nine, sock it to me one more time |
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Said un-gowa we got the power |
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Okay, do your thing [Echoes] |
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Family, do your thing, do your thing, stop |
