| I know I make look like a train wreck But that's only 'cause that's how I feel Before I would speak and instantly kill My ears caught the blaring screams To the blues filled tunnel, I came forth Just eying you, i measured you worth Then a man emerged From the clouded dust and dirt And he had all the nerve To stand there with all his rock and roll meaness His face was weathered and raw From all he witnessed and saw He strutted forward from the poetic halls And said our music was dirty, devoid of all it's cleaness Before the street lamp flickered Then it suddenly shone awfully bright The alley rat squeaked of our natural That ??without breathing, we could make everything all right |
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