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I did it
I ate the enemy
And bottled up the peace
I swam a shore
And polluted all the reefs
I waged a war
And dreamed up proper beats
I came and went
Before people got their feet
I ate the animal
And labeled a lofty cannibal
Aided in the sham of all
But gave it back through the Ram and Bull
I sickened your very sole
Did chores to leave you without a goal
Faced you inside your head
Made you slave against your own bed
I ran away and made you feel the chase
Like big cats carrying mace...
You had a chance
I swear you could have won the day
Its too bad you became sorry
And wished me away
And thought the earth was still round
Just like your face
Too bad you can't get off of the spike
Stuck to your seat
Even if you hitchhike
You pine at others wills that are weak
Jive about Jazz from a generation in time that was pristique
And you weren't even there
Taking notes and pointing a beak
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