| Knowing what I know I can tell you that I don’t know much
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| A little bit less than a lot but a little bit more than I know
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| Just a normal amount won’t do
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| I need to pinch off salt not a punch
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| A pinch or a punch
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| A punch, a pinch was the diff do it up
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| Just to give a little something kick it up
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| Just a notch
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| Add some fine red wine in fact
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| Let me get a little bit before you give the whole bottle up in the mix
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| Who am I one time? |
| (whoo I’m lit)
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| They think I’m tipsy, whistling, tripping, kissing
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| Is the whole bottle empty or bending
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| Deliberate jibberish
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| Deliberate jibberish of the alliterate
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| ? |
| a critical self impression of silliness
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| Whatever the limits of the? |
| relative of rebellious
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| Tell 'em the present is relegate the pressures of present intelligence in a
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| sense
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| Everyone rides against the intents of the rest suggested to rest in the repress
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| in the senses
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| Got to go further than left and right
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| Even if it might seem senseless
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| Deliberate Jibberish (x4)
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| Takin' and makin the shot
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| No seconds left on the clock
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| And not a mouse with the rock
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| Hickery Dickery Dock
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| Leaving the writers in shock
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| Puttin' the woman on top
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| Spot gettin' awfully hot
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| Words that’ll thickin' the plot
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| Nothing at all that could stop
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| Nothing at all that could stop
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| Nobody knows what tomorrow’s gonna bring
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| The sun on the swing
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| Or the moon on a string
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| A UFO full of benevolent beings
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| To transport us with the satellite wings
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| To a place where people are made of pure energy
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| And the rhythm of the speech is a lyric and a beat
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| Ain’t got no teeth
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| Voices will heal again
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| And no condominiums
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| Racism ain’t no more
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| Away from the idiots
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| A plate of spaghettium
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| Grapes of Tahitian treats
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| I always love me a Tahitian treat
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| A little shaved ice
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| And a little red beans
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| ? |
| nice with a little Jim Beam
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| A mountain of wine with a pretty young thing
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| Making her sing in the video stream
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| A little Bo Peep
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| I’m the unicorn king
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| With a heart on my sleeve
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| With a heart on my sleeve
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| Tell me what does that mean
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| Forget what you believe in do it now?
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| Stream of consciousness into the sea of everything
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| And you could be what you are seeing just as real as DMT
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| Like the reality of clinging like a? |
| drinking tea
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| Realities released
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| Deliberate jibberish (x6) |