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Rogue
The static in my brain
it keeps me warm and
semi-sane
but my mind's polluted
because I wash it in acid rain
doesnt make sense to change
not when everything else seems to
stay the same
you know when i die i hope they make me a ghost
so I can dance on my on grave
Baby when I die
Boo hoo hoo
no no
please dont cry
no no no no no no no no no
it's gonna be alright
so dont you
dont you
no dont you
cry tonight
on Tuesday the rent was due
but I didnt have money so I
sold my shoes
and now I'm hungry and barefoot
without a single thing to prove
I sold my pancreas too
now I really got
nothing to lose
except my liver
so fuck it
lets do another shot or two
Baby when I die
Boo hoo hoo
no no
please dont cry
no no no no no no no no no
it's gonna be alright
so dont you
dont you
no dont you
cry tonight
-Mr. Hoppis on the drums, ladies and shmentlemen.
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