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He was "Live on a Double Planet" 
He was "Watching his Life go By"
All the "Aerial Boundaries"
Lifted me so I could fly
I've just come in at Number twenty five 
I'm oh so happy, so glad to be alive 
And everybody says it's going to get to the top 
Life is so easy
and act.

Well I'm a happy man
So will I ever speak my mind

But I know that we
Just haven't got the time

To be awake, to be ashamed, will you?

This world
girl, lucky girl, 
happy as the day is long. 
This town has so much at stake in you 
Do you have any idea what they put you through? 
They tell you
Alles Spasten, so wie Big Bang Theory
Ich frage deine Mutter, ob sie weiß, wie viel ein Kilo wiegt

King Bushido und die Scheiße hier ist amtlich
when you are
So tell me what you see
Until then, this science is only a theory

Let's love, let's love
Now we've done enough talking
And we've done
much happiness
Sort of like lasting moments of bliss
Everyone wants to be so happy
Let me explain my theory:

Some type of grief you MUST experience
thing and another 
The beauty of it is, hope you'll agree, though 
I'm a poor boy, 
I can still be happy, 
As long as I can feel free

So many
so atrocious is that they were written by the people. If professional songwriters had written them instead, things might have turned out considerably
This boy is staying acoustic 

There's Seeger singing in his heart 
He hopes his songs will somehow start 
To heal the cracks that split apart
Why settle for what we're shown
When there is so much more?
Sometimes the Book of Law
Is only half the story
Means and ends:
Deciding where
and get 'em all open
The theories, the stories, the truths, the myths
Its all therapy, on top of turntablists
This indutry's big, so big in fact (and fat?)
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. 
Said everybody

It's not luck that I'm sittin' here 
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
the thirteenth knot (Hangman)
I arrange panoramic of a plastic catalogue
And where wild dogs sing tailor-made lullabies tried by my offspring
I'll bring
some wings on a Greyhound
My theory is you lie and drink beer
I ain't hearing you so you must be from Liberia
I wave by like Hitler
Hundred round