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Say everything that comes to mind. Don let it sl...
I think crazy thoughts. About big big worlds and crazy cops.
Who stare at me like I could be dead, like they'd shoot me in the mother fuckin'
And you know and I know, I didn't do nothing
Get off ten times a day, and what is it you've got to say
Then shut-up, cause I'm the one that's talking here.
I've got bend your ear about the fact that the newspapers
they're all a bunch of lies.
Maybe not the local stuff, maybe
Maybe I'm coo-coo
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