| If you’re in the right city at the right time
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| What’s the last thing going through your mind
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| Not talking 'bout your
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| Ask no questions, you know it’s a lie
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| You could have been the victim of a corporate crime
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| All the signs of a shark attack
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| You’ve got rivers of blood
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| On the streets, don’t look back
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| Nothing personal, just another snack
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| 'N Harley said you’re better off sticking to your guns
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| Any fule kno that
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| Oh Moronica Queen of the Biz
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| And her friend Flash harry thinks he knows what it is Tin Pan Alley Fat Head Larry don’t know shit
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| Just trying to keep her happy
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| There’s no laughing in heaven
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| Not the one, not the seven
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| And you’ll never get to heaven in her row boat
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| Pea brain pisser, dog breath kisser
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| 'N Harley said you’re better off sticking to your guns
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| Any fule kno that
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| Won’t it be nice
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| When everything falls into place
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| Salad days go a-tickling by, have a high time
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| Burn money in the meantime, they bleed you dry
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| Those suckers are smaller than life
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| Oh Moronica Queen of the Biz
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| And her friend Flash harry thinks he knows what it is Tin Pan Alley Fat Head Larry don’t know shit
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| I’m better off sticking to my guns
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| Any fule kno that
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| Won’t it be nice
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| When everything falls into place
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| Danny went down to the river one day
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| Didn’t come back, that’s the last, they say
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| We ever saw of him, that’s no lie
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| Spitting in your eye, have no fear
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| You don’t want the truth
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| Stick your finger in your ear
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| Any fule kno that |