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Andrew Jackson Jihad
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A Song Dedicated to the Memory of Stormy the Rabbit (Live)
For four fortnights I have fled from my fortress Foraging forests five footsteps in length Fortitude found within 40oz bottles Flowing like flies from your face From your face!
My neighborhood is been filled brim with black cats And when I go driving they walk in my path All the time Every time
First we are babies We're birthing and dying And then we are children We're playing and crying And then we're teenagers And smoking and fucking But now we're all grown-up Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And we're sadly sighing And liking malarking And licking our wounds We've created by lusting And lying, to ourselves And to others
We're sadly sighing We're sadly sighing We're sadly sighing We're sadly sighing
And I'd like to be, a big ball of meat That bees can buzz all around and eat, when I die So that I might be granted One sense of purpose
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