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the past
When people said what they meant
And lived life fast
There was a young man who was misled
By another motherfucker, this is what he said
Once upon

the feel fine caper
Drop the real like anchor, where my skill might take ya
Lone hillside wrangler no ill mic tangler 
Throat kill like stranglers no frills

we gotta do something
about these stressed angers
but we can't do nothing
cuz we're controlled by rangers
stranglers
who work to cut us off
to keep