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Sane….no not sane at all Just pining away Sitting and whiling away the days As….my faculties decline Waiting for the sun….to shine But the clouds….make way for dread I merely wait…to be awash in your…gaze
Where the days…seem less long and the nights…linger in starshine
…..&Soon….ne’er seems soon enough But soon….someday shall come And when….soon arrives I’ll be there And we all…shall…be Sane She said I don’t know you anymore Don’t know you anymore She said, oh she said, oh
she said, I don’t know you now Pay no quarter to the rich man Yeah it’s a bitch man But time is on our side We’re just waiting for the time to ride Take the controls Steer the ship straight Straight into the sun Do you ever, see me smile? Yr true colors True colors shine Out here fighting for a cause and Out where the chips land Feel forgotten and neglected At once dejected Stare right into The empty darknessBarrel of my brain…gun, hon ?\ ?…&*
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The sun goes down in exhaustion
The sea’s rise up in revolution
The air is stoked with stuff
The ground is soaked with repulsion
Consume and grow custodian

Our legacy is a fraught oneSnowball in hand is a strawman
Denying birth by the legal man
CH:
The sun The sky The earth The ocean Turn around and leave on someone else’s watch undo what been done
sorry kid there are no refunds
B:
Who decides Live or die Slip and slide It’s an icy ride
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Golly jeepersLetsbustoutthecreepersUpinthecheap\seatsPissinonthesleepersYourmothersays get your head on straightOr she’ll ship you back to Michigan
The crying criers They’re careless buyers Pullin the tags From all of the fliers What floats in on the tide Feel me now we’ve arrived!
Hear me now Hear me now Beer me now, beer me now Don’t fear me now

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Jackrabbit

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I’ve had all that you can say I hope to find you in a better way Take it slow, you’ll have a stroke JoeLast shovel of dirt, I’ll throw on your tombstone
I am alive and dead the same time Like a cassette tape you can’t rewindDead stick landing, I’m running out of time I want you some more before I leave you behind
Stolen time, I forgive
I wish I could see you, but I’m not over you yet
Always up when you’re down
Shovelhead with drags Most divine sound
The Holly tree has no more leaves Surgically removed to protect me Your mother cries late in the afternoon She tried and tried to resuscitate you but she knew
Stolen time, I forgive

I wish I could see you, but I’m not over you yet Always up when you’re down Shovelhead with drags Most divine sound

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