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(Good evening ladies and gentlemen welcome to the Grand Ole Opry
We got a great show lined up for you tonight here
Brought to you by Martha White
Do you come here often
Have we met before
Tell me, your impression now 
Could you like me more

Could you even love me here
Is it too early
In love with moviestars, I've been living out a fantasy
Because I couldn't do it by myself
I'll just play it out vicariously
Parade of police cars
A twilight was in my mind
Fulfilled of suspended bare foreboding
Great erhaulted forms of life
Touched me by my nightmare
Feel the inflamed
(can't)
'Cause I just get effected by the bank
It's great (great) to never know the feel of bein' fake
I awake, then I go take a visit to the sink
Uh,
To Chicago, bringin' the New Orleans groove
And when Satchmo blew, the audience knew

Basil Street blues was the whole house tune
It was music, great to dance
getting slower,
Into an even rhythm
Surrealistic impressions
Drags you further into the great void

Into my own world
Delving into the sanctum of my
usually started things off by asking about the avant-garde.
Â?? So, what's so good about new? they'd ask.

â?? Well, new isâ?¦ interesting.

â?? And what,
Him famous?
Then the cart stop, she step off, it's time to refocus,
I'm questioning my heart, examining my motives,
Why I'm captivated by the brown
the dark 
Always keep your glowin eye open 
By knowin who your enemies be 
I can see you but you can't see me 
Escape from your chains like, Great
the dark 
Always keep your glowin eye open 
By knowin who your enemies be 
I can see you but you can't see me 
Escape from your chains like, Great
class act impression of a bubble
(yeah I could of been more subtle when polluting paradise gene puddle)
Man huddles make us look like cool peeps and I'm
say uncle, uncle
Drowned by the bloods that's on their hands
Say what, say what?
Got damn

The gravedigger creeps into the crypt then strips
of our skin when we bring it there 
My facial expression said I didn't care 
Hate and aggression must've made an impression on the little kid who stared,