simple things can grow so gravy

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other things will never die

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whats the story with the people

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who know no better my oh my

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smile for camcorder

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my fates your damn hands

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you draw with a crayon

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your list of demands

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i was beggin for mercy

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but it didnt work i went beserk

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at the clerk at the gas station

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he could sense my frustration

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as you placed a gun to my face

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mistake one

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but not to be outdone

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your partner in crime

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busted out of the aisle

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crazy in his eye

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and survival on his mind

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i ducked in cover

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when he pressed the trigger

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blowin the whole place so bad

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even columbus couldt discover it

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the rigors of being kidnapped

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by a fat and lazzy scrappy human being

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i wasnt trapped for long

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after the place was blown to bits

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thinkin he was safe i went blitzkreig

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on his pits

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puchin up and smackin down

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if someone were to watch it

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it would attract the whole damn town

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after i left him

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he had more colors on his face than a clown

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standin over him

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with fire in my eye

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i payed for my chips

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and said my goodbyes

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went back home to my mother

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bet they wished they never messed with mc cullah