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I dream of a better tomorrow, where chickens can cross the road and not be questioned about their motives.
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Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed. Meet me, Jesus, meet me. Meet me in the middle of the air If my wings should fail me, Lord. Please me ...
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Yeah, that's right, It's time to set the record straight
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I've waited hours for this, I've made myself so sick, I wish I'd stayed asleep today...
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Its a matter of instinct, its a matter of conditioning, Its a matter of fact. You can call me pavlovs dog.
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I will be walking in the Rehoboth Beach, ALS Walk on Sept. 12 in support of my Uncle Mike. Participate or donate here: http://bit.ly/ApRSO
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Sittin' on a sack of beans Sittin' down in New Orleans You wouldn't believe what I've seen Sitting on that sack of beans
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A long, long, long, long time ago Before the wind, before the snow Lived a man, lived a man I know Lived a freak of nature named Sir Psycho
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Out on the streets, that's where we'll meet, You make the night, I always cross the line...
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If there's something strange in your neighborhood. Who ya gonna call?
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expected times like these, but never thought they would be so bad, so long and so frequent...
