one in the afternoon.
even rats know the troubles gonna come, to the edge of the city..see the little guys run. i hear that spring is nice in canada. maybe the men up on capitol hill need a little less jack and little more jill. you can have my stereo. (actually you can't have my stereo) even though the race may never be won, i can lay like a dandy, gettin heavy int he sun. take a love song, and beautify. [the slip] i could write these lyrics all day long, take a listen.
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