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The sun only feels good when it beats you down I can't beat it right now but one day it's coming My acting without thinking gets everyone riled up, even when I shut up I'm the jestor who stole the crown The cellar king is mad and he's coming down He points his finger at my sorry *** and I wag my tail fast I may be burning but really I'm just getting by With the stupidity and charm no intellect can find My good intentions seem to be at fault, so really I **** the lot off with my exhalt I don't do much really but lick the asphalt Like a lazy tootsie roll sticking to the hot ground As I lay, an emotional rattle comes from some vent / vault, so I kick the air all around I have it so good and easy So maybe I'll let the sun beat me down soon And then it won't be so lemon-squeezy
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Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 2:58 PM UTC
Good and Easy
The sun only feels good when it beats you down I can't beat it right now but one day it's coming My acting without thinking gets everyone riled up, even when I shut up I'm the jestor who stole the crown The cellar king is mad and he's coming down He points his finger at my sorry *** and I wag my tail fast I may be burning but really I'm just getting by With the stupidity and charm no intellect can find My good intentions seem to be at fault, so really I **** the lot off with my exhalt I don't do much really but lick the asphalt Like a lazy tootsie roll sticking to the hot ground As I lay, an emotional rattle comes from some vent / vault, so I kick the air all around I have it so good and easy So maybe I'll let the sun beat me down soon And then it won't be so lemon-squeezy
To those who have it worse than others.
jp-mantler
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Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 2:58 PM UTC
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