| Of all of the people I knew
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| I always looked up to you
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| And after millions of years of cryin'
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| The sun still shines and shines
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| Look a horse, of course
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| Gallops through the desert light
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| I make such good time through sub-space when I
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| Dream all day and write all night
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| Robot walks into a bar
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| Orders a drink, lays down a bill
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| Bartender says «Hey we don’t serve robots»
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| And the robot says «no, but someday you will»
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| Prison’s a good time for some
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| Many people get caught with a gun
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| This trucker says it’s good to be free
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| Says he knows lots of folks who agree
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| Bumper stickers talk to him
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| Say let the stars get in your eyes
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| Time, cum, sand and surf
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| These are the building building blocks of life
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| Boy wants a car from his dad
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| Dad says «First you got to cut that hair»
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| Boy says «Hey dad, Jesus had long hair»
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| And dad says «that's right son, Jesus walked everywhere»
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| When I was younger, I was a cobra
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| In every case I wanted to be cool
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| Now that I’m older, sub-space is colder
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| Just want to say something true |