| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| I flew to the nearest escape
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| I ran from the land of rape
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| I jumped in the kranked up pit
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| I skuttled over snakes and bacon bits
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| I slipped on the peel of misfortune
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| I stumbled while tryin' to recover a fumble
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| I scraped up the flattened and started again
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| I leaped from within without a spring or a spin
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| We be cyclin' in a cyclic way
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| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| I sauntered onto a thinly paved scalp
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| I staggered from a glass of stout
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| I took a loan I could not afford
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| I launched up hi the halo in the sky
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| I come up from beneath and remove the confining sheath
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| I slithered with stealth and snuck past the infection
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| I lurched forward in one solid direction I stood alone
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| Because I had to survive we recycle in a cyclic way
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| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| It all kept startin' over again
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| With a different beginning and a different end
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| Like a snotty nose spoilyor a booger eatin' bully
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| Scapegoat distraction is to keep from lookin' silly
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| Oh ya -- alright like a snotty nose spoily
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| Or a booger eatin' bully ugly on the inside
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| On the outside lookin' pretty oh ya -- alright
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| We be cyclin' in a cyclic way maze like this
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| Amazed like this we recycle in a cyclic way
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| Lost in a daze like this we recycle in a cyclic way
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| And it all kept startin' over again
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| And it all kept startin' over again
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| And it all kept startin' over again
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| And it all kept startin' over again |