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Coming in like a storm, not all that bright In movies, the lead and the light Slow of his drawl, not wanting to fight Flying high, as a kite Noisy and strong, as bongos on lawn Toking good **** so totally gone Naked and freed, holding a **** Singing his own little song Escorted to jail, a lawyer-less plight Selling Lincolns, an acting blight Batten down your hatches, making them tight Always saying "Alright, alright, alright" As hurricanes go, we all wish you to know Matthew the villain, tonight
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 2:05 PM UTC
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Coming in like a storm, not all that bright In movies, the lead and the light Slow of his drawl, not wanting to fight Flying high, as a kite Noisy and strong, as bongos on lawn Toking good **** so totally gone Naked and freed, holding a **** Singing his own little song Escorted to jail, a lawyer-less plight Selling Lincolns, an acting blight Batten down your hatches, making them tight Always saying "Alright, alright, alright" As hurricanes go, we all wish you to know Matthew the villain, tonight
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 2:05 PM UTC
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