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Run a Way Train
Coocoo chacoo! Well, you’d think a blithering idiot got hold of my governor controls…….. You’d think Watt had never invented a throttle for my mouth Of course, no one ever has, and doubts exists anyone could ever muzzle me with a full head of righteous steam ready to blow. Issues well, there are few civilization doesn’t seem in my mind able to get a grip on without a damn good tongue lashing! Like why does one faith think they’re “tapped” for heaven and the rest of us peons are damned to hell? How come some folks think skin color determines brain power or sex determines ..any kind of power….oh yeah… there’s a bit a steam coming out of my ears now! The cogs in my cerebellum are spinning like a pinwheel cracker on the fourth of July! And how come there’s a surprise when kids raised in a dictatorship school system come out not being able to think for their self’s? Yup, the lips are flappin’ and the eyes are buggin’ and the soap box in Covent Gardens better watch out!
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