[Brad]
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Give me a Bud and a slice
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And leave me alone
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If I want your advice, I'll ask ya
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They tell me caviar's nice, but I wouldn't know
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So what's it to you?
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Who needs your airs
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And your micro-brew?
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[together]
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Look at the sun
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See how it hangs
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So still in the sky
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[Brad]
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Give me the new TV Guide
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And get off the phone
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Go on and take sides, it's not my problem
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Waiting for worlds to collide in the comfort of home
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They say Lucifer's free
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What shall we do?
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Don't ask me
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[Joe]
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But it's not like I never go beyond these walls
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I've got culture
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I go to the movies
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Last week, saw the new Tarantino
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Starring - shit, what's that guy's name again?
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You know the scene where they put the blowtorch to his balls?
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Bloody brilliant
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My daughter threw up, she didn't understand
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I told her, it's just like the Beano
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It's not real
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And if it was, well, so what?
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Let's all lighten up
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[Brad]
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Give me a Bud and a slice
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And leave out the book
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I've got one of those, thank you
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As for the guru you prize, he might be a crook
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And LA's so hot
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Still, I might go
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Or might not
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[together]
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Look at the sun
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See how it hangs
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So still in the sky
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