I?e got a rifle on my back
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Swinging past the birch trees.
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Well I set of a bomb way back there.
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I don? care about nobody but me.
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ÌÔoz I ain? slack.
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Ran back home and drunk all the wine.
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Well I stole a bottle for myself.
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With insects crawling in my hair.
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The trees are black and I don? care.
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ÌÔoz I ain? slack
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rescued a cat from a tree.
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Its fur was all caked in dirt
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But I killed it dead for liking me.
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Yeah I stole a car and drove to town.
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Well I ain? slack
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Slack
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