| Rising star, karaoke king the way he moves, the way he sing
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| Is like preaching and his teaching out reaching
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| But oh my lord he’s dead and I’m not and I’ve got a lot
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| Rollin' down this dusty road before they come and take my soul
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| But now they’ve got in to my head
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| No one will believe me when I’m dead
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| And I am not immortal, sing
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| No one will remember me
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| I joined the S.L.A. |
| (S.L.A.)
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| To bring the government down (government down)
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| And I timed jump (timed my jump)
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| So you could see me drown
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| An' I’m a drinkin' on the mutha goat, the demons milk is in my throat
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| I’d love to stay but I gotta go
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| I got the disco soul of the P.L.O
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| But now they’ve got into my head
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| No one will believe me when I’m dead
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| And I am not immortal, sing
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| No one will remember me
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| And I am not immortal sing
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| No one will remember me
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| Oh carry me over the river of Jordan
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| Into Jerusalem’s Arabic quarter
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| And I’ll pay my penance
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| And I’ll drinkt he water
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| And I’ll sell my son to the emperor’s daughter
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| 'Cause now they’ve got into my head
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| No one will believe a word I said
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| And when I’m at the pearly gates
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| They’ll say turn around boy | |
| you’re too late
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| Now they’ve got in to my head
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| No will believe me I’m dead
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| And I am not immortal, sing
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| No one will remember me |