| Guess i needed
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| Sometime to get away
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| I needed some peace of mind
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| Some peace of mind that’ll stay
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| So i thumbed it Down to sixth and l.a.
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| Maybe your greyhound
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| Could be my way
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| Police and niggers
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| That’s right
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| Get out of my way
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| Don’t need to buy none of your
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| Goldchains today
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| I don’t need no bracelets
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| Clamped in front of my back
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| Just need my ticket till then
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| Won’t you cut me some slack
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| You’re one in a million
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| Yeah, that’s what you are
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| You’re one in a million, babe
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| You are a shooting star
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| Maybe someday we see you
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| Before you make us cry
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| You know we tried to reach you
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| But you were much to high
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| Much to high
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| Much to high
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| Much to high
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| Immigrants and faggots
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| They make no sense to me They come to your country
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| And think the do as they please
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| Like start a mini iran
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| Or spread some fucking disease
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| They talk so many goddamn ways
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| It’s all greek to me Well some say i’m lazy
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| And other say that’s just me Some say i’m crazy
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| I guess i’ll always be But it been such a long time
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| Since i knew right from wrong
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| It’s all the means to an end, i,
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| I keep on movin’along
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| Radicals and racists
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| Don’t point your finger at me
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| I’m a small town white boy
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| Just tryin’to make ends meet
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| Don’t need your religion
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| Don’t watch that much tv Just makin’my livin', baby,
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| Well that’s enough for me |