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You don't have to be friending a shot-up ex-felon, or even John Lennon, to begin to be sending, the masses a message, you're totally cashless. They do it and stew on it, while you adjust to it, and with each number, you get dumber and dumber. Scared and alone you reach for the peach but it's been taken by the leach, the one that would teach the beggars and the laggards that live on Fifth Street. And it's always real if that's what you feel, it's no big deal. Make your own meals but don't use the cold steel or give the cold shoulder while your love life smolders and the layers of your wheel come off like a peel.
The fear of "London Calling" turns a heart like the balling of the jack that the pack can't rack and won't stack. Going behind the back, of the chick giving flack, shows your complete lack, of a line of attack. Old Dr. Bronner's got nothing, your honor, So honor her offer like she was Cindy Crawford.
Ground control to major disaster. It's time to leave the capsule and go faster and faster while you start to cast her bread on the water. No slaughter for you or for your daughter cuz you taught her to be better, a real go getter, not like her mother or brother. So don't you go smother her soon to be lover, with what is above her, and then run for cover. She's gonnna do things that lead to gold rings and if its a fling, at least she'll get bling. And learn about life, while avoiding the strife of a love gone bad, time to go back to dad. And mom for a change, I know it sounds strange but out on the range you must watch out for trains.
So be upbeat, with your eyes to the street, and keep your feet sweet, in worn shoes that meet, the pleads of the beat and the needs of the heat. With your smile, your guile, and your mile high style, you always make the most from the coast to the coast, so please don't you boast or you'll become toast. And when you look where you came, it's always the same, the game that was lame is now the lion you tame.
Stop the insanity and kill off your vanity, just like Mr. Hannity, your enemy. A fresh can of tea, for the wannabe, can be whatever you want it to be. Sink or swim, you can't beat him, so you swagger like Jagger, with your hand on your dagger. Go be somebody, though you be bloody, and like my good buddy, rapper Kid Cuddy, you must continue to study your body, her body, and everybody. Though you life be shoddy its no time to party, time to get on it, find your bonnet with the hornet, and pawn it. Seek a new city, not so dirty or sh*tty, but pretty for a change. Re-arrange your chains and get ready for the pains cuz it just aint easy being sleazy or preezy. The fees that they charges get larger and larger and as you dodge her drama here comes you mama all free and easy.
Then stop all the wars, and the global warming whores, and help all the poors from here to both shores. Remember this, the more that you pour the closer is the floor, and soon after the door. A sight for sore eyes when a baby cries, and a streetlight dies and someone lies. For hopin' and copin' won't stop the dopin', but a smile all the while can sure stop the gropin'. A look to the left and soon your bereft of the gifts that you gave to the guy in the grave. You try to grin, but your original sin, is starting to win, so you head for the bar like you're some kind of star and start on the gin. Ginned up and ready, your walk not quite steady, you see on the road, where the grass wasn't mowed, a junk bag of food, and a half smushed toad. And up along side em, where an old lady tied em was a poor old dog tied to a log, and hiding in the fog. So you befriend the puppy hoping its lucky, and forgetting the pet you hadn't bought yet that you saw at the vet. Naming it Joe, for a friend that you know, you hold it tight, like the moon holds the night. It starts to growl, midst the hoot of an owl, you reach for a towel, and deep in your bowel, the smell is quite foul. Then Joe starts a runnin, and a car comes a gunnin' and there went old Joe flying dead to the snow. You grab his limp body and and you feel him go potty, but you don't even care, all you can do is stare. And then you move on again, looking for just one friend, for letters you'll never send, until finally, its the end.