round and around and around she goes
tacos and burritos and purple pantyhose
My nose is unbroken
My hair unkempt
It's a toss pot circus
and it's not my first attempt
The lights are bright stupid
A fairy tale grove
Ain't nothing new in it since we hired Karl Rove
The filth has built up
We'll use it real nice
We can run the whole world on recycled vice
Shall we build another bomb?
I need to shut my trap
I don't have any answers man,
I lose it when I do.
I'm just another weak fella
Who likes to eat, sleep, and screw
I had the realization and I shouted all day
I have the answer man!
But they locked me away
I'd been drugging myself
They just drugged me more
I slept a lot and drifted out to shore
Let's go have a cocktail
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