| He had a party
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| He had a band
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| And a thousand loving friends
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| He had his reasons
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| Or so he thought
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| This should be where the story ends
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| Ron Klaus wrecked his house
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| Down on Indiana Street
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| Ron Klaus wrecked his house
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| Now it’s lying at his feet
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| Who threw the doors out of the windows
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| And the windows out the doors?
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| Brought the outside to the inside
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| And the ceiling to the floor
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| Ron Klaus wrecked his house
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| Down on Indiana Street
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| Ron Klaus wrecked his house
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| Now it’s lying at his feet
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| In the morning, check the headlines
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| Mistakes can come from any man
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| Now and then I’ll raise a drink
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| And like to think that he’d
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| Do it, do it, do it all again
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| Still emotionless
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| All they have been through
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| Things without wings now have flown
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| And now the world is strangely quiet
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| As he continues on his own
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| Ron Klaus wrecked his house
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| Down on Indiana Street
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| Ron Klaus wrecked his house
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| Now it’s lying at his feet |