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Be Bop a Loob Bop Don'T Become a Junkie
BE BOP A LOOB BOP, DON'T BECOME A JUNKIE no matter how fast i rock and roll it don't matter none how soaked i am in soul no matter how many things of value i stole raising holy hell has long been my goal outunning the rain has a wrethed reward sleeping with three dogs at night i couldn't afford i was left to fight with warmth next to a mangy mole and as i said, raising holy hell has long been my goal when i bid the dearies out the door i feel their sorrow but what was worse is when the man says "ain't got no dope 'til tomorrow" when he says that and you look for my heart look all around nay, just aim your eyes at the filthy spit laden ground i'm dancing as fast as the beat will propel my feet but there are too many days a junkie fights defeat no laughter be heard in rooms where junkies gather and given the option between death and breath it's dying i'd rather no mattar how i rock and roll, stay on the stroll or the things i stole i can't even recall having a pious and un-selfish goal this living on the street is as old as living on the dole and with temerity time and tepid tears have all taken their toll (c) 2011 ....Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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