I was born in the jungle
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With the sickening smell of cinnamon in the air
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I was born in a white hole and I can't believe the colors here today
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Stalk on a circle
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Well I've never been blessed with elephant's memory
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Riding a red line nowhere
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If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for
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If it takes 40 years I'll put the money away
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If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need sir
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If it takes 40 years I'll walk the thunder and the rain
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I was born in a good home
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Where the rising cost of raising children
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Was not a factor and you can't believe the things it does to me
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I'm filled with the white noise
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Well I never did much of anything anyway
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Jump on a big train no where
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[CHORUS]
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I wanna buy me a good heart, and a conscience,
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and maybe raise some children
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I wanna get me a good wife,
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and a garden, garden, garden, garden.
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Wanna start me a new life with a six foot color television-
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Wanna start me a new life somewhere.
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I was born on a warm night
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On the right coast, of southeastern America.
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Dead on arrival, but you can't believe the things you hear today.
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I'll fly me a white plane over
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water -over blue and green and land in the ocean somewhere.
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[CHORUS]
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40 Years
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