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sit right down if you can spare me a minute
I got a tale thats bound to break your heartconcerns my brother who's thin and played violingot it in his head that an IQ is all you needhe went his way I couldn't discover mine
I didn't worry if I ever saw him againhe's made a profit while I don't even own a pocketand the last I heard he was sitting at the top of the treewait a minutelate last night reading my underground presscame a knock on the door thought it was the third world war
Lord above I did not recognize him
I said have a cup of coke here maybe thats all you needhe said the smell of the city, kid it's trying to kill memy eyes are getting muddy, Christ, I'm aging fastmy kind of music I knew it wasn't gonna to be simplebut have a quick listen kid maybe thats all you needdon't stop you make me feel much bettertell me my brother do you think that's all I needyeah, yeahdon't it make you happywell, well, well, well, wellthat's all you need ...
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