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I have it planned to the last man While your sitting there, acting like a horses ass Man, to the 2 to the 3 to the 4 on the floor, in the store citing caveat emptor You've got no guts to trust, rest my case open shut, you're the last one in line like a zebra butt To the 6 to the 7 to the 8 to the 9, feeling great, feeling fine, take the bait I'm like Edison, I have a vision I don't need your permission To be a magician, And now it's never night. And I'm a mason making damns up in your river basin A cool sensation flooding your foundation I like making lakes, in the hole where you used to be It makes me happy Strong like TVA, I let the water out a little at a time and let it turn my turbine Electric Air Conditioned Summer Electric Air Conditioned Summer Listen to your fathers and your mothers Some are better bets than others Listen to your sisters and you brothers And the others They all have been left behind, So don't deny, it's high time, to get in line Like a zed butt Now your on my list, of dead beat recitivists Living at the back ass end of it. You should have listened to your mother. |