You'll get a piece of what you want
You can pay another time
We can celebrate some filth
I can show you your bad side
And you can snake sideways into another life
But that is all that you can do
Saved up for when
I'm in trouble
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I ran around for a long while
Floated in the hotel pool
Yelled across to old Jim Dean
Fishing for a spectacle
But he just backed away, sinking like a submarine
Into diesel
A deep-fried eagle
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