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Gang It Says Here

It says here that the Unions will never learn It says here that the economy is on the upturn And it says here we should be proud that we are free And

hard But to make it mean something that's a job But then we do it, they refuse it So I tell them duck suckers to cold go screw it We shouldn't sell out

, it says cook for about an hour Ring the dinner bell, brain cells are well done It's time you got a story, don't tell none So this here is the only I

Now ladies, take down my dick size About that long, or maybe this wide She says she love the way that it fits inside Have em catchin fits, throwin up gang

pulled out a gun Ya know your bed? That's me under it Pull the covers over your head, I'ma smother it Then it's back off into the moonlit sky Throw your

A FOOL I WAS TO LOVE YOU ANYWAY WELL IT ALL SEEMS KINDA USELESS AS I PLACE THESE FLOWERS ON YOUR GRAVE TODAY I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING' HERE I'VE FORGOTTEN

me from Chelsea and he says it's such a thrill And though I don't believe a word but he keeps me talking Til the gang come down here again and they

or three blocks from here They pull the kids over for driving while African And the ones with the warrants always run in fear So, I sit here, waiting

Vern: Readers of the open range Spoken: Vern: Hey look boys, what's that sign say thare? Other Male: Well, I can read that, it says, "Gopher Junction" (note: the sign actually says