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You'll know when the best of what you're gonna get is in front of you.
You'll throw it away for something else that you might do.
Big shoes are fillable but still you run away when you're scared
No words, are gonna change your mind in time if you don't care.
I've seen the lightening strike me twice,
I'm not gonna stand here and be targeted by you.
C
Captain my captain is it still happening?
Is it poetic that my life's in traction?
Is it pathetic that I need distraction from what I know is right for me?
11 long haired friends of Jesus rolling down Ventura
in a chartreuse, microbus
came across this man, sawing on fiddle,
playin' it hot, jumped upon a stump and let me play your...
what ever happened to lazy days,
when we would roll around in bed counting fifty ways
to leave your lover, of coarse another than you,
cause we'll be tight like Ike and Tina before the night is through.
Horrible features of disaster,
master, terrible creatures and bound to roll past you,
but you can't see that at 3 in the morning,
it's boring to be yourself like the chipmunk storing
but you better be prepared,
it's gonna be a long winter, of our decent and falling won't stop here...
Talk to me she says in her prayers.
I borrowed you life, please don't make me give it back.
C
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C
I borrowed you life, please don't make me give it back.
Talk to me she says in her prayers.
it's gonna be a long winter, of our decent and falling won't stop here...
but you better be prepared,
it's boring to be yourself like the chipmunk storing
but you can't see that at 3 in the morning,
master, terrible creatures and bound to roll past you,
Horrible features of disaster,
cause we'll be tight like Ike and Tina before the night is through.
to leave your lover, of coarse another than you,
when we would roll around in bed counting fifty ways
what ever happened to lazy days,
playin' it hot, jumped upon a stump and let me play your...
came across this man, sawing on fiddle,
in a chartreuse, microbus
11 long haired friends of Jesus rolling down Ventura
Is it pathetic that I need distraction from what I know is right for me?
Is it poetic that my life's in traction?
Captain my captain is it still happening?
C
I'm not gonna stand here and be targeted by you.
I've seen the lightening strike me twice,
No words, are gonna change your mind in time if you don't care.
Big shoes are fillable but still you run away when you're scared
You'll throw it away for something else that you might do.
You'll know when the best of what you're gonna get is in front of you.
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