The They
The They
Short feed chem trails
Quick bleed speed rail
Captain Crunch was a martyr
Working hard laughing harder
If your too smart for your country
You won't feel the breeze
Passed the place of no return
I do believe
We pave the path true
Nor stepping stone nor base
But Tis the imperfect of they
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