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On The 5th
High on the 5th
A man sits in his chair
A chair of respect
A chair of hate
A chair of jealousy
With the sun shining brightly
Casting shadows over the set
Angering the members
But pleasing other
Just my luck
We live on front porches
Casting our chances to the wind
Am I loud and clear
Or am I just breaking up
Revving it up
Breaking down the green
Each screams silently in pain
They may be just weeds
But they have feelings too
The producer in his mighty high chair chuckles with pure evil
Full of power
Tasting the lust
Lusting for his day to shine
A man sits in his chair
A chair of respect
A chair of hate
A chair of jealousy
With the sun shining brightly
Casting shadows over the set
Angering the members
But pleasing other
Just my luck
We live on front porches
Casting our chances to the wind
Am I loud and clear
Or am I just breaking up
Revving it up
Breaking down the green
Each screams silently in pain
They may be just weeds
But they have feelings too
The producer in his mighty high chair chuckles with pure evil
Full of power
Tasting the lust
Lusting for his day to shine
Published 21st Sep 2012
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