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it is like the words got to come out
so i shout in the and they do reverberate
castles in the ruff town of nowheres ville
monds of dirt
from the suck pumps up to the real town
expert clowns with parking lots full
the all want to laugh
house to House
cats and rats
mice and twice i say
"get off that head, you be jumping on"
sure it's strong,
heck that ain't wrong
thhinking with out blinking and it does not flow
it won't go
but i have to
it runs my legs
helpless componets of my game
minds and brains
thoughtles trains
I strain to think it legit
but i can't fit it in
not one bit