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I am the ex-offender They let me out in the summer I think I was in a coma I didn't know what to do Oh no(go round, go round, go round) Il watch myself hang on Look out for the Bugman I got no sense of existence I know the nodding dogs I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs I go out in the city I stay away from the bugs I go out in the city, I go out in the city Look out for the bugmanstay away from the bugs(space is the place)
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