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Youâre going through phases, are you some kind of man or a moon?
Either way, these here boots, theyâre gonna walk all over you
Itâs all true, isnât it? Thereâs no real altruism, kid
Itâs just a new set of clothes on the same old selfishness
Cold piss
Out walking the streets looking for these alleged elegant truths
Itâs just me, lonely me, and the other relevant dudes
Arrogant enough to believe this is developing news
I exist just as a fish stuck with the pelican blues
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Here it goes again I hear you took it to another level Here it goes again
I hear you took it to another level Here it goes now
Here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again
Tonight Iâm crying for a baby whoâs never going to be born
My authentic self was aborted at the age of four
You know Iâll always be a junkie
You see me spread across the floor
1-2-3-4-5-6-7
Angels donât come around no more
But Iâm not gonna cry, Iâm not gonna cry
Iâm not gonna cry thinking âbout that baby
But Iâm gonna die, die if I donât try
Try to bring that man to life
But what of the classic contest â Content vs. Context?
They have a fight, Context wins, con men contact Contentâs next of kin
Saying âIâm looking for your least feminine lesbian, weâre gonna pump her so full of bovine estrogen. She wonât be masculine. Iâm so high on mescaline, but no one knows âcause I shit on some Mexicans.â
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