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Sep 2013
The great guru come an all the little boys an girls become angels or saints or whatever

But some jes ignored the creep and went to college an got drunk and now owe millions a dollars to the government and got married
And are miserable little scummy people who vote for ******* and thieves and complain about it

And the angels jes float around talkin a peace an that **** but do look happy I don't know it's all strange here makin no sense at all

But I jes watch wait an do nothin much about anything

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Then I seen all the dumb high school ******* dickin wit their razor blades and ****** fire hydrants or something so weird
Whatever!

It got me mad with myself sittin an laughing I
Don't know
I decided to be a saint an float around but I don't speak a peace but a yer friggin insanity an plead wit ya ta knockΒ Β it da ******* it ain't necessary but ya say it is so keep on doin it if ya feel like it I gotta go it alone if yer so **** complacent about it ya know what I mean?

It a great life if ya live
But if ya don't
It's jes a joke

Wit no one laugh at it
Ya know what I mean?
Written by
jeffrey robin
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   Andrew Quilles
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