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Good people sometimes think bad things |
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Good people dream bad things, don't you |
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Good people even do bad things |
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Once in a while, we do |
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Factory smoke and choke in pain |
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Cuz del ray funk is in my brain |
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So i break the law but i'm not to blame |
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You only know my place, you don't know my name |
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Well, i grip the fence and bent the steal |
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And i steal a car and i grip the wheel |
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And i park the car then i steal it again |
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Cuz i really don't know what's happening |
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I wait for night to fall then i walk outside |
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And then i run back in cuz i don't wanna die |
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You see, the air alone, it can corrupt your brain |
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As smoke fills the sky enough to block the rain |
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And i pray to god to help me justify |
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Look over me cuz my brain is fried |
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And i don't have a name, i don't have a home |
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I just lay alone on my bed of stone |
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You see, death awaits me on my narrow path |
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And when i stop to think i can only laugh |
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Because i'm not alone, it didn't take me long |
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To see everybody singing that southwest song |
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Wooooooo oh we-oh |
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Everybody singing that southwest song |
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Some say i'm real and some say i'm fake |
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But i really don't care cuz it's all too late |
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You see, my mind is weak and i'm losing breath |
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As i crawl along i can feel the death |
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Everywhere i go i bring with me pride |
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And then i pay the carny and i take a ride |
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But see, the wheel is wicked and it spins me death |
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So i try it again with what pride is left |
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If we have to go then you can take me fast |
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You see, i started under and i'm sinking fast |
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And when the joker's card is missing from your deck |
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Then you know the road has finally caught my neck |
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Eh, yo, don't look, now, there we go again |
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It's me and the grim reaper, best of friends |
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He's always hanging round waitin for me to die |
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We shot a game of pool, he's not a bad guy |
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I feel him in the corner of a circled room |
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At about thirteen in the afternoon |
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And then i see the strain as i walk along |
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I notice everybody singing that southwest song |
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Wooooooo oh we-oh |
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Everybody singing that southwest song |
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What does seem bad to you? |
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I'm angry... |
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What does seem bad to you? |
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I'm angry |
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Everybody singing that southwest song |
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If my time has come, then i'm ready to go |
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Shoot me in the face with your forty-four |
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And when i'm falling down to my soury death |
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I'll laugh with my very last breath (hahaha) |
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Lose some, win some, that's how it goes |
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I've been down and out, i took many blows |
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And there ain't nothing here i ain't seen before |
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I'm just a jugglin juggla jugglin more |
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You wanna see the world, you wanna run the town |
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You wanna meet a girl and wanna settle down |
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You wanna start a family and ya own a home |
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I wanna run with a set from the ghetto zone |
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You see the forks up, i see the forks down |
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But i'm a wicked clown, so don't fuck around |
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Cuz my brain is gone and it's on it's way |
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I'm exploding, so get off me, dog!!! |
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And i could be right and i could be wrong |
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And if i ain't dead now then it won't be long |
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But it does not matter what set you on |
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Tonight everybody sings that southwest song |
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Wooooooo oh we-oh |
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Everybody singing that southwest song |
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What seems bad to you? |
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Is hitting other kids? |
