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I realize and |
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II gotta get away |
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I feel alive and |
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II go be dead today |
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I eat some flies and |
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II pick ticks off my eyes |
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And fry some broken auto parts |
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And fly electric monkey carts |
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Gotta run gotta hide |
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Gotta get away |
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Gotta run gotta get away |
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I see the sky and |
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I crawl in a hole and die |
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I see the rain and |
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Ride your brand new choo choo train |
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Find that lovely lizards fly |
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Try some brain goo picnic pie |
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Blind no arms no head no leg |
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Fried another rotten egg |
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Babe's born to beg |
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Don't you cry for me |
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Don't cry for me |
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Set your neighbors free |
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Then count to three |
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Neath the rotten log |
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Inflatable dog |
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Long and made of gold |
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And the corpse is growing cold |
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I realize and |
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II gotta get away |
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I feel alive and |
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II go be dead today |
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I eat some flies and |
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II pick ticks off my eyes and |
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Fry some other auto parts and |
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Fly electric monkeys carts |
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Gotta run gotta hide |
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Gotta get away |
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Gotta run gotta get away |
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Molten human spray |
