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Good times come to me nowgood times come to me now.I ain't lying 'cos there ain't no timeno city.
It's a pity 'cos I dress divinecity smokes - people choke.
Big meanie he's a genie und we ain't got a hope.
No chance - no chance.
Well
I feel fineno it ain't no crime.I was dreamin' of a demon and I ate a dime.
The dime floatsthe colonel boasts -
Send 'em up the hill boys, this ain't no joke.
No chance - no chance - no chance - no chance.
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny sha-na-na-na.
Shiny shiny bad times behind me. . .
Shiny shiny bad times behind me. . .
Your sure look fine your shoes they shine.I taste your face your love is mine
Mercury dan with a spikey hand.I'm a hot retard
Marquis de Sade.
No chance - no chance - no chance - no chance.
Shiny
shiny bad times behind me. . .
Shiny shiny bad times behind me. . .
Shiny shiny bad times behind me. . .
Shiny shiny bad times behind me. . .
Saw a cop on the linemachine gun shine.I was dreaming not believing that I was alive.
My mind brokethe cop he choked.
Get out of here, boy, or I'll use the colt.
No chance - no chance.
You sure look fine your shoes they shine.
No heat can compete with this blue-eyed liar.
The child spoke - "
We ain't got a hope
Press the buttonpress the button - it's all remote".
No chance - no chance - no chance - no chance.
Shiny shiny bad times behind me. ..
Shiny shiny bad times behind me. . .
Shiny shiny bad times behind me. . .
Shiny shiny bad times behind me. . .
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