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Some Other Thinking Not Mine

some other thinking not mine some other thinking not mine sure they mean well they tell they hoist the boom and bring it down on you explaining to you just what you have to do as iff the gospel is given unto men in paychecks the 20 dollar bill is lord and master now to them wear the gun invisible on your belt hide the bullits from the gun stock they make welts upon your sacrilege form the lines pay the penalty of time bark your orders from the grave no one listens to your grace whiskey laced sermon now you see them now you do not see them shine on harvest moon of time is coming time is nigh near the starting near the ending of the time judge me quickly judge me not guilty not thet eye did never sin but the sin must be forgiven men who who died and gave us the keys find the lord of all religion please do not call me the hooty owl again Roman Legions beck and call master of them all is money rolled money counted money paid and money kept from the destruction of the mention of the men who have no money all the poor poor men please who who not the hooty owl again doh ray me la teeh doh teeh doh hooty owl hooty owl teeh doh money not mine thinking some other

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