| I have it planned to the last man
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| While your sitting there, acting like a horses ass
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| Man, to the 2 to the 3 to the 4 on the floor,
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| in the store citing caveat emptor
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| You’ve got no guts to trust, rest my case
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| open shut, you’re the last one in line
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| like a zebra butt
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| To the 6 to the 7 to the 8 to the 9,
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| feeling great, feeling fine, take the bait
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| I’m like Edison, I have a vision
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| I don’t need your permission
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| To be a magician,
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| And now it’s never night.
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| And I’m a mason making damns up in your river basin
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| A cool sensation flooding your foundation
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| I like making lakes, in the hole where you used to be
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| It makes me happy
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| Strong like TVA, I let the water out a little at a time
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| and let it turn my turbine
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| Electric Air Conditioned Summer
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| Electric Air Conditioned Summer
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| Listen to your fathers and your mothers
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| Some are better bets than others
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| Listen to your sisters and you brothers
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| And the others
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| They all have been left behind,
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| So don’t deny, it’s high time, to get in line
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| Like a zed butt
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| Now your on my list, of dead beat recitivists
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| Living at the back ass end of it.
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| You should have listened to your mother. |