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Pearl Jam |
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Binaural |
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Rival |
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(dog playing tug-of-war) |
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All my rivals will see what I have in store. My gun. |
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I've been harboring fleets in this reservoir. Red sun. |
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And this nations' about to explode. |
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You're disciples are riddled with metaphors. Well hung. |
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Better pony up and bring both your barrels full. Not one. |
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As we release this unspeakable toll. Woh. |
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Happy idols ??? can crawl. [not sure about this line] |
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All the sound and acting well. [not sure about this line] |
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Ahh. |
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How's our mother to damn these contributors. With mud. |
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How will the man who made chemicals difficult. Shed blood. |
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How's our father supposed to be told. |
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I don't... ...know. |
