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To Nowhere
you've got your bag all packed your monkey on your back you're on that one way track...to nowhere where every friendly face has vanished without a trace now you're caught uo in the race...to nowhere you thought it might be fun playing the rebel son now you're on that downhill run...to nowhere wondering how you'd cope without your precious dope there on that slippery slope...to nowhere nobody knows you now nobody wants to anyhow time's on the fly,it's passing you by you've got nothing to show and no place to go... but nowhere as slowly it pulls you down into that muddy ground steadily onward bound...to nowhere and all hope begins to fade with no one to give you aid in that endless everglade...to nowhere you're headed to nowhere- it's a hard row to hoe there- no seed that you sow there- will ever grow there- in the middle of nowhere- it's a cold wind that blows there- as anyone knows there- who lies in repose there..... in the middle of nowhere.
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