| I am skin and bones, I am pointy nose; |
| but it motherfuckin’makes me try. |
| Makes me try, and that ain’t no wrong. |
| I’ll tell you why… There ain’t
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| no right! |
| Ain’t no wrong now, ain’t no right. |
| Only pleasure and pain.
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| Motherfuckin’bad wind came, ble
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| w down my home. |
| Now the green grass
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| grows. |
| Bad wind came, blew down my home. |
| Goddamn goodness knows! |
| Where green
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| grass grows there can’t be wrong. |
| And goodness knows, there ain’t no right!
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| Ain’t no wrong now, ain’t no right. |
| Only pleasure and pain.
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| Bumped my head, I’m a battering ram. |
| Goddamn took the pain. |
| Cut
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| myself, said So what? |
| Motherfuckin’took the pain. |
| Said So what?, I can’t
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| be wrong. |
| I thought so but there ain’t no right! |
| Ain’t no wrong now, ain’t no right. |
| Ain’t no wrong now, ain’t no right. |
| Only pleasure and pain. |