| I’m a wasteman I’m a loner
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| I’m a spaceman, I’m a stoner
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| It’s that fresh cut grass aroma
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| Midnight toker spark the doja
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| I’m a brave man, I’m a soldier
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| I’m a caveman with a boner
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| You be marge and I’ll be homer
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| Can’t we just try starting over?
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| Starting over
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| In the bathroom, walls are moulding
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| Single glazing let’s the cold in
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| 'Cause the paper that I’m folding
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| Is like wet tissue dissolving
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| What’s the next issue to solve it?
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| What’s the beef that needs resolving?
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| Who’s vexed with you?
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| Who’s conniving?
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| We’d strangle the plant that’s thriving
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| Bleak outlooks turn dark horizons
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| Sun’s like cigrarette tips burning
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| We’re not any less determined
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| To lay down poison for the vermin
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| Now I’m searching for the answer
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| Even harder, evil laughter
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| Of self-torment echoes thunder
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| When I rest my head for slumber
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| I’m the hunter, I’m the hunted
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| I’m a mascot for the blunted
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| Call out anyone who fronted
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| On how my rent and food is funded
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| I’m the dude youtube redundant
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| Don my nuke-proof, bang the drum kit
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| Halloween rock smash your pumpkins
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| City boy slash country bumpkin
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| I’m a wasteman I’m a loner
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| I’m a spaceman, I’m a stoner
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| It’s that fresh cut grass aroma
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| Midnight toker spark the doja
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| I’m a brave man, I’m a soldier
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| I’m a caveman with a boner
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| You be marge and I’ll be homer
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| Can’t we just try starting over?
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| Starting over |