| Wounded egos, right wing psychos
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| All the madness outside
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| Too much Lambsbread, out in Tenderloin
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| By the ocean I found…
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| I know how it ends
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| Chairs flying in the street
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| But we can do this another way
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| Look for something new
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| I know what it is
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| Yeah feels like I’m the one she’s got
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| But she don’t need no serious type man in the corner
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| But there’s a feeling I’m fighting
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| And it’s killing inside
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| Wounded egos, right wing psychos
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| All the madness outside
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| Too much Lambsbread, out in Tenderloin
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| By the ocean I found the sun
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| I couldn’t feel anything
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| Now I’m waiting for it all to end
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| But I’m waiting like an idiot
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| Yeah, I’m waiting right here for you
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| Wounded egos, right wing psychos
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| All the madness outside
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| Too much Lambsbread, out in Tenderloin
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| By the ocean I found the sun
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| When it feels like it’s all lost
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| It’s just the madness outside
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| Too much Lambsbread, out in Hollywood
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| By the ocean I found the sun |