| Wrote a song, it was wrong from it`s very first conception
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| Seemed I struggled on every line
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| It wasn`t fast, wasn`t pretty, wasn`t serious or witty
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| The song that didn`t rhyme
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| The band couldn`t wing it, the singer couldn`t sing it The Drummer’s always out of time
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| The DJ`s were offended, my union card suspended
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| Billboard declared it a crime
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| The melody blows in a key that no one can find
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| The lyrics don`t flow but I can`t get it out of my mind
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| A three minute waste of your time
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| On a song that didn`t rhyme
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| It was bland, it was boring, all the groupies there were snoring
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| The first time we played it live
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| All the record guys got fired, the president retired
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| But somehow the song survived
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| The melody blows in a key that no one can find
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| The lyrics don`t flow but I can`t get it out of my mind
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| The melody blows in a key that no one can find
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| The lyrics don`t flow but I can`t get it out of my mind
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| A three minute waste of your time
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| No redeeming value of any kind
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| But thanks for the twelve ninety nine
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| On a song that didn`t rhyme |