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There's a certain kind of man |
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Who can't raise a son |
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He can't even take care of himself |
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Let alone anyone else |
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This same sort of man can't bring a girl |
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Up to a woman of the world |
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There's little in the universe |
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That seems more absurd |
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And if it ever has happened before |
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Then it's still obscure |
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Because there ain't no kind of man |
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That can raise the sun |
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It only ever comes out |
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On it's own recognizance |
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And there ain't no living man |
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That can spin a world of shit |
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Intro a golden pearl |
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So what is the purpose |
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Searching for the perfect words? |
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Digging in the desert |
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Trying to describe the earth |
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For whatever you thought that it was worth |
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To make the bastard's hurt just a little worth |
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That's why I'm digging in the desert |
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I walked into a baptist church in a purple shirt |
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I wanna hurt the bastards |
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I wanna hurt the bastards |
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I'm going down in the mine |
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Just one last time |
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Back to the place where |
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I first lost my mind |
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I gotta try to find some kinda light |
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Besides the gleaming in a doctor's eye |
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The lies behind his beatific disguise |
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The memory of his constant greed is all I need |
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To proceed to unleash the freak |
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Then I meet the mystery beast |
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In the dungeon deep |
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Tonight I remind him of a child's hide |
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Where he once sunk his teeth |
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When I see him beneath my feet |
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He's gonna be that weak |
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And I can be something again |
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Instead of some disease |
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Mummy |
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I'm more than some disease |
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I was born to kill a wicked king |
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Some kind of Reagan hunter |
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To live amongst the vivid things |
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Even the raging thunder |
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No more crying in a cage |
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And gazing in vacant wonder |
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Upon the raping of the mother |
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The pillage and the hateful plunder |
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I seen the raping of the mother |
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Now hear the avenging thunder |
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Born to kill the president |
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Won't genuflect before |
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A genocidal government |
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Without a permit or a precedent |
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Don't wait for permission |
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From another man |
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Only from one woman: |
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The earthly mother |
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Cuz I am a classy mother lover |
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And you are a nasty motherf**ker |
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You gotta love the mutha |
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You gotta love the mutha |
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The way I love the mutha |
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Turned me into the Reagan Hunter |
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