Hatred caused a lot of bad things regardless
Cash and crummy deals, thrown outs
Bent old wheels played a lot
About cryin' times again
If I care about homes I won't go alone
Crashed and heartaches gone along my friend
Dread the lot of empty dreams
Chased one for too long it seems
Crazy nights longing for someone else
Play me a song about love, peace and kindness
Like the pony with a man on his back
I got the feeling you're a party girl
Special in her own little world
And I can't seem to get rid of my belly
And I can't date a man who is prettier than me
We are the angels work albeit
And I bet they get pretty darned tired of it
We sure don't do what they want us to
Why is that? I must say to be out every Friday night and some Saturdays
We are being rebels
Meeting ourselves over and over again
like we're supposed to do
Don't fight it I tell you try
Feel where the river takes you
Flow into it
Mold and twist until it breaks you
Are you man enough
Master baiter man
man or child
childman
manchild

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