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So when the time has come |
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For me to move beyond |
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And I still don't know |
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Which side I'm on |
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So maybe jesus won't |
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Give me a smoke all right |
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Well I'm sure old satan |
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Has got a light |
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But I've had enough of that |
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I'm gonna miss my mother |
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Enough of that |
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My sister and my father |
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Enough of that |
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And I'm gonna miss all my friends |
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I'm not gonna miss the jetset-monks |
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Or their fancy car |
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They can't ride, shoot straight |
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They can't play the guitar |
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They're good looking and they're rich |
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But oh so cold |
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Go on and fill your throat with liquid gold |
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I've had enough of that |
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You people are not groovy |
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Enough of that keep on living in your movie |
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Enough of that |
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And I know you people don't want me around |
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Wait an hour |
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Wait a minute |
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Wait a second |
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Now watch the bad |
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Here they're coming |
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Snaking in my line |
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Used to getting what they want |
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My oh my |
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What about |
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"thy foot shall slide in due time" |
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Will you please step aside, sir, |
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If you don't mind? |
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I've had enough of that |
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How I miss my mother enough of that |
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My sister and father |
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But most of all |
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I'm gonna miss playing my guitar |
