You appear stage left all searching for your plan of
Icicles on my spinemy boots feel emptyI see the world
We're breeding some real invalids and cons
Most of us don't
Starin' off in... to the night
She picks up her dreams
Six hundred miles an hour
Three inches off the ground
Your feet
Gee whiz
Pretty pretty boys
Pretty pretty boys
Onward to Managua
(Repeat till s
You start your own company
Only in America
Mixing chemicals a new
We could use those men in tan.
You say what do
Staring at the lifeguards
Hear mommy scream
I ain't got no morals
It's
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