I found God in a catalytic converter
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in Topeka on a Monday night.
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I taste blood everytime I think of summer
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If that's true, I'm in for quite a treat
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'cause I'm beggin' for the sun in a mid-Missouri winter
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waitin' desperately to get outta town.
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No, you can't keep a good man down.
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You've been known to obsess over the future
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Do you think you'll get away from the past?
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As you stone yourself just to make it through 'til midnight
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consider what you might have found.
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You think you've got a good thing now.
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I found God in a catalytic converter
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in Topeka on a Monday night.
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Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future
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so you know what keeps me hangin' around.
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No, you can't keep a good man down.
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From here on, you can count on all things going
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the way they must've from the start.
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(All you feel, all you feel...)
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All you feel is the current flowing through you
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and seizing your infected heart.
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I found God in a catalytic converter
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in Topeka on a Monday night.
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I found God in a catalytic converter
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in Topeka on a Monday night.
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Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future
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saint has a past, every sinner has a future
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saint has a past, every sinner has a future
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saint has a past, every sinner has a future
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sinner has a future.
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Topeka
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| Ludo |
