| «Hey, hey what are you doing over there?»
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| «I… I’m just standing, I…»
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| «Come here, come here. |
| What are you doing?»
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| «I'm just waiting for… You know he’s… He might come out.»
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| «Left you standing in the rain all wet.»
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| «Wait, I just wanna say…»
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| «No, no, who are you waiting for?»
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| «A guy I met at the show.»
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| «Who, Slug? |
| You’re waiting for fucking Slug?»
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| «No! |
| I mean no, uh, yeah.»
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| «Oh no, you’re… You’re fucking kidding me.»
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| «He's so hot.»
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| «Fucking Slug? |
| Oh my God, he is so fucking ugly.»
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| I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp
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| I live life like the captain of a sinking ship
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| The one thing that I can guarantee
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| I’m like a stepping razor, I suggest you stay fair with me
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| Been paying dues for a decade plus
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| Before that I was just another face on the bus
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| Tappin' my foot, to the beat on the radio
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| Dreaming 'bout the mic and the money and the ladies
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| Oh mom, I promise I’m gonna be large
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| Some day I’ma stop trying to borrow your car
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| Gonna go far, with charisma and skill
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| Until they put my face on a million dollar bill
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| Atmosphere, it’s just a ten letter word
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| Discretion is the name of my cement-feathered bird
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| And if you didn’t hear, then fuck what others heard
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| I think you got the sickness, I suggest you get it cured
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| Caught up in the mix of a bottle full of fix
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| I’mma hobble down the street till I reach Knob Creek
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| It’s not that I don’t like you, I just don’t want to speak
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| You fucking freak, now keep your days out my week
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| The world keeps a balance, through mathematics
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| Defined by whatever you’ve added and subtracted
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| I’m pushin' on the hammer to trigger the brain
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| Embrace how I live, 'cause God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| Once upon a time in Minneapolis, yo
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| I damn near had to steal the show
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| I stepped on the stage — «Who is it?»
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| My name’s Slug, I’ve come to kill a couple minutes
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| And what’s up with the way that everybody gathers around
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| Each other, so they can steal each others' sound
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| If it’s all about getting down, with the get down
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| How long I gotta wait for these fools to sit down?
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| Appears more clear in its simplest form
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| Nobody sees tears when you’re standin' in the storm
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| Abandonin' the norm, and handlin' the harvest
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| Measurin' the worth by the depth of the hardship
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| I welcome all the hatred you can aim at my name
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| I held onto the sacred ways of how to play the game
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| When the soldiers started runnin' short on rations
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| I began tappin' the egg to spark the hatchin'
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| Make it happen, and take this captain to the gallows
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| I keep steering us into an area that’s shallow
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| Talking to my shadow, he advised me not to worry
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| Said, I should plant my tree and let it rise out of the fury
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| So give me some light, a little love and some liquid
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| I’ma creep through the night and put a plug in the spigot
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| And when the water grows, and the dam starts to overflow
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| I’ll float atop the flood holdin' on to my ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| Why scream, when you can lose yourself inside the widescreen
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| Let life be a bowl of melted ice cream
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| Or be the deer that’s caught in my high beams
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| I’m rolling with the brights on
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| Scared stiff, reality is just too much to bear with
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| Paranoid, walking around, careless
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| No wonder you’re in love with your therapist
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| Go to sleep my little time bomb
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly
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| God loves ugly, God loves-God loves ugly |