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Nature's Here

I got a dollar in my pocket I'm in the jaws of poverty This is true I might be crazy But I don't know what to do. I'm in the cradle of SOCRATES Help me please You know how I feel I'm not at ease Honey, sugar please only when I bleed Come on we should go somewhere And taste the weather I need to walk on nature's chest Pull the grass and see what it's Made of, nature's here, babe Nature's here

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