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Won't it be nice
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You don't want the truth, stick your finger in your ear
An' Harley said, "You're better off sticking to your guns"
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Won't it be nice
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An' Harley said, "You're better off sticking to your guns"
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And you'll never get to heaven in her row boat
Tin Pan Alley Fat Head Larry don't know shit
When everything falls into place
Oh Moronica Queen of the Biz
And her friend Flash harry think he know what it is
We ever saw of him, and that's no lie, spitting in your eye, have no fear
Didn't come back, that's the last, they say
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Tin Pan Alley Fat Head Larry don't know shit
I'm better off sticking to my guns
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Pea brain pisser, dog breath kisser
They bleed you dry
Not talking 'bout your, ask no questions, you know it's a lie
You're just the victim of a corporate crime
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All the signs of a shark attack
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You've got rivers of blood on the streets, don't look back
Those suckers are smaller than life
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And her friend Flash harry thinks he know what it is
Just trying to keep her happy
Salad days go a tickling by
Danny went down to the river one day
There's no laughing in heaven, not the one, not the seven
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Nothing personal, just another snack
When everything falls into place
Oh Moronica Queen of the Biz
Have a high time, burn money in the meantime
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