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It's going to be a jolly grand day Nothing will get in the way This life is boring Time to go snoring I'm done with 'noRmALitY' And ready for a fatality I buy a lot No food for thought I buy what I can find Who cares if it's a crime? I'm looking for airtime This is out of hand... As I take more and more sand "I'm HUNGRY!" OH, iT hAs HIt Me I'M FEEling PReTTY fuNkY I WAnt TO dANCE I Want TO PrANce i SEe a lEDGE i'm ON tHe EDgE I loOk DOWN REaDy For THE cOuNTdowN THreE, TwO... "one"
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Aug 5, 2017
Aug 5, 2017 at 6:56 PM UTC
Gladly Madly
It's going to be a jolly grand day Nothing will get in the way This life is boring Time to go snoring I'm done with 'noRmALitY' And ready for a fatality I buy a lot No food for thought I buy what I can find Who cares if it's a crime? I'm looking for airtime This is out of hand... As I take more and more sand "I'm HUNGRY!" OH, iT hAs HIt Me I'M FEEling PReTTY fuNkY I WAnt TO dANCE I Want TO PrANce i SEe a lEDGE i'm ON tHe EDgE I loOk DOWN REaDy For THE cOuNTdowN THreE, TwO... "one"
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Aug 5, 2017
Aug 5, 2017 at 6:56 PM UTC
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