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Learn to drum, broken thumb, there wasn't time.
In this space, carry case, it wasn't mine.
Equally, said to me, commit a crime.
What is heard, little bird, ideas thine.
Do you think, my words stink? Eat a lime.
For all of this, sweaty pits, time to die.
You've no soul, get on the dole, you're going to cry.
Your money, belongs to me, feeling fine.
In this space, carry case, it wasn't mine.
Equally, said to me, commit a crime.
What is heard, little bird, ideas thine.
Do you think, my words stink? Eat a lime.
For all of this, sweaty pits, time to die.
You've no soul, get on the dole, you're going to cry.
Your money, belongs to me, feeling fine.
Char
Rocked out hell
It's sublime!