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Whoa! |
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Greetings from Sodom |
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How we wish you were here |
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The weather's getting warmer |
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Now that the trees are all cleared |
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No time for a conscience |
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And we recognize no crime |
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Yeah, we got dogs and Valvoline |
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And it's a pretty damn good time |
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Man of reason, not of rhyme |
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Keep the spoils and share the crime (Hey!) |
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Good man, Bad man, lost without (Without!) |
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A hope for passage on the last plane out |
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Whoa! Whoa! Whoa. Aaah.! |
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There was one repressed do-gooder |
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And a few who still believed |
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Yes I think there were five good men here yesterday |
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But they were asked to leave |
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So we've kept the good old vices |
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And labored to invent a few |
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With cake in vulgar surplus |
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We can have it and eat it, too |
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Man of reason, not of rhyme |
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Keep the spoils and share your crimes |
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Good man, Bad man, lost without |
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A hope for passage on the last plane out |
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Man of reason, hide your face |
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Walking backwards, plays his ace |
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Good man, Bad man, (every man) lost without |
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A hope for passage on the last plane out |
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So here's a concept you can't dance to |
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An idea you cannot hum |
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There may not be an empty seat |
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When all is said and done |
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I'm not the guy who sings the hymns |
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No bleeding hearts to mend |
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But I like the part where Icarus |
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Hijacks the little red hen |
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Someone said the Big Man |
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May be joining us soon |
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But I never was the type to hang |
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With the harbingers of doom |
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And this party is addictive |
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Self-destructive, no doubt |
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So I hope that someone saves a seat for me |
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On the last plane out |
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Man of reason, not of rhyme |
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Keep the spoils and share the crime |
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Good man, Bad man, (every man) lost without |
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A hope for passage on the last plane out |
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Man of reason, hide your face |
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Walking backwards, plays his ace |
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Good man, Bad man, (every man) lost without |
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A hope for passage on the last plane out |
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Man of reason, not of rhyme |
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Keep the spoils and share your crimes |
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Good man, Bad man, lost without |
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A hope for passage on the last plane out |
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Ooooh.... |
