Hope diggy da
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Diggy da
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Ras ta dan teh
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People have the tendency
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Of sucking the life out of me
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Try and fill me with forthcomings
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Excess is the way of the wise
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Even when they are left alone
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One hand on rye
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A thousand rambles in a second
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Tiny tip is topsy turvy
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So stop the torment you traitors
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I can't take the squeaks anymore
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Than I can't take you
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I'm sure you're sick of me
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Well I'm sick of you too
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Haven't you gone far enough my friend
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If you send we'll understand
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Enter the voice and avoid the void
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You're safe with the flag
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Local lopsided judges lure lunacy
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Over loony loud lumpy loopholes
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With lingo that's loathsome
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And shade shameless shamsters
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Shake and shape shaggy
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Young people with sharp teeth
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On shelves of ship shaped
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Sharpened shop owners
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While customers consume large quanties
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Of curiously cultivated curtains
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Alongside crowds of crude oils
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Crossed and crooked
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Atop a crushed icemaker
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I can't take the squeaks anymore
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Than I can't take you
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I'm sure you're sick of me
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Well I'm sick of you too
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Haven't you gone far enough my friend
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If you send we'll understand
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Enter the choice and avoid the void
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You're safe with the flag
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Hope diggy da
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Diggy da
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Ras ta dan teh
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I can't take the squeaks anymore
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Than I can't take you
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I'm sure you're sick of me
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Well I'm sick of you too
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Haven't you gone far enough my friend
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If you send we'll understand
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Enter the choice and avoid the void
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You're safe with the flag
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Hope diggy da
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Diggy da
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Ras ta dan teh
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Sssh... (Hope Diggy)
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| Apex Theory |
