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of winter covered
this land, through the kingdom of Mercea, through--
GUARD #1:  Where'd you get the coconut?
ARTHUR:  We found them.
GUARD #1:  Found them?
on Water, 'cause the wings are some gas
Throw the Subi in sport mode and I'm dustin' yo ass
(And I'm dustin' yo ass)
Yeah it's gon' be alright
Little Bites
along to it, then a little longer
Until it feels repetitive and
You start to see through to it's flaws, and
Then boom, she comes in and makes
It
a little
distorted.

Well in my story that's what it is anyway.

Yeah.

D'you ever see those mule carts ?

Yeah.

They, er, there's a dumb mule on there
and four
Just a little six and three)

And when the music ends
I'd like it to end this way
I'll ask Chester to write me one more song
I'll get Lefty to make
late from some dinner and some drinks. 
Another Friday with the suits in the steakhouse. 
Asset management's as thrilling as you'd think 
But they pay
take me baby take me
Since high school, nigga I ain't got no friends
Got two Three-Eighty's like the Ying Yang Twinz, ah
That's spot clickin' till
take me
Since high school, nigga I ain't got no friends
Got two Three-Eighty's like the Ying Yang Twins, ah,
That's spot clickin' till the D's run in
and the shit that he didn't
When I was a young kid in Sunday school learning about forgiveness
I wish I could forgive you now that I've found things to be happy
School was the first test
First through the gate
With an apple for Miss
Mustn't be late
For the nursery school rat race
The maze of jigsaws
to life in dis vicinity! if you wants a little frennly advice, boy, I'd be growin' my ass up a little quicker, 'n whizz on outa heahh!

Leave de ugly baby
vocals)
Ed mann (percussion)
Arthur barrow (bass, vocals)
Vinnie colaiuta (drums)

Well, yeah, well
Oh yeah
She was a fine girl
She could get down wit de
working-class divorced guys
Midlife-crisis pool-boy fucking bitches
Middle-management douchebag 30-something dudes
Middle school, whiney-ass pansy snitches
You catch my rock, rolling down Loners Boulevard
You've got dreams, keep on dreaming

High school teen, never got accepted
Guess it didn't get
I remember the days when we'd ride home from school
And sing in the backseat, we thought we looked cool
We'd listen to your mom's old 70s CDs
By
You got ya mind rocked
Rollin' down Loners Blvd
You've got dreams, keep on dreaming

High school team, never got accepted
Guess it didn't get to go
I'm little angry but I'm moving out it
They doing everything but showing pouting
Like they doing everything but showing mousing
But they doing too
costs to offset
Spent a lotta dollar on that Bob Ross box set
So any members of the management
Might have a happy little
Accident if they object
To my
greed 

that feeds little seeds 

that breeds the hunger 

for the little sweet beads 

that the candyman feeds 

when they start doing bad deeds 

fill
Back then, I was a little kid, little bitch,
Malcolm in the middle, didn’t throw a fist,
Didn’t even know that you were my enemy,
Never a clue how
Back when I was little all I wanted was a bag of nickels
For the arcade, a game to play on my Nintendo
Got attracted to the status symbols
no way its luck
its so fucked that i’ll never know when my times up
Imagine this, aged 5 an innocent little kid, got kicked out of school, almost 3
or borderline
You got a problem and you take it up with management
I see a social risk, well baby I'ma go ahead and dance with it.
I'm from a city that lost it's
the budget tryna add on and move the public
Easy when you a student of it and truly love it
See this that high level grown upper management tone
Got

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