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Holy Bouncer
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Time of the Wicked Minds
Don't look under your bed, boogeyman's coming
Just close your eyes and sleep
I hope you've been good this year, or you will not have gifts
I keep away from all, them crooked vultures
Don't make a fool out of myself, call me reckless
Father, you should have teached me how to be a son
Mother, you used to think that what I did was wrong
Who cared, I spent most of the time inside my head
To be or not to be, that is the question
Shakespeare was right on this, but who I am to affirm it?
And that's what tortures me
The only thing I know, is that, I don't know nothing
That's what I listen to, but you filled my ears of bullshit
Turn the radio on and sit
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So you should marry with the dancing queen of class,
Wear ties and wake up early mornings
Drive your car and spin it 'round
I 'wanna see you kneeling every Sunday
Bed to your children and read them a story
Who are you?, A better man?
Are you blind?
Or simply deaf?
Are you blind?
Or simply deaf?
Are you blind?
Or simply deaf?
Are you blind?
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