| I was not involved up at the Northtown Mall
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| As a matter of fact I didn’t even know that that’s where it happened
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| I was France Ave. when they came out dancing
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| I was Lyndale South, I was kicking it with cousins
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| We were talking about going clubbin' but instead we just started drinkin'
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| I’ve been straight since the Cinco de Mayo
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| But before that I was blotto
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| I was blacked out
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| I was cracked out
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| I was caved in
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| You should’ve seen all these portals
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| That I’ve powered up in
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| Started recreational
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| Ended kinda medical
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| It came on hot and soft
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| And then it tightened up its tentacles
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| I wasn’t there
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| I was blind, high, I was scared
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| I was Lake and Columbus, I was cutting off all my hair
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| I was unfurling a flag of defiance aimed at my guidance guy
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| So this is it
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| This is the end of the session
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| And I ain’t gonna be taking any more questions
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| I think my attorney’s gonna second that notion
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| Started recreational
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| Ended kinda medical
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| And it came on hot and soft
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| And then it tightened up its tentacles
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| And the band played «Screaming for Vengeance»
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| And we agreed, this world is mostly manacled
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| It started ice cream social nice
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| It ended up all white and ecumenical
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| There are guys, there are guys, there are guys, there are guys
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| With the wild eyes when they ask to get you high
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| There are girls, there are girls, there are girls, there are girls
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| That’ll come to you with comfort in the night
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| That’s right
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| Started recreational
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| Ended kinda medical
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| It came on hot and soft
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| And then it tightened up its tentacles
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| And the band played «Sabbath Bloody Sabbath»
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| You thought it was stormy and adorable
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| It started in the vestibule
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| It ended in the hospital
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| There are guys, there are guys, there are guys, there are guys
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| With the wild eyes when they ask to get you high
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| There are girls, there are girls, there are girls, there are girls
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| That’ll come to you with comfort in the night
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| There are nights, there are nights, there are nights, there are nights
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| When it all comes on a little bit too bright
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| There’s a cross, there’s a cross, there’s a cross, there’s a cross
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| And in the center, there is a hot, soft light |