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Hung In A Bad Place
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I can go where I wanna
Be who I wanna be now
I can sleep under water
And not worry what I'm gonna dream now
Yeah the time's come and gone
And I know where I'm from
I can be so
It's hasta manana, (wiv the little ~ thingy over the first
'n') You're on your own banana-skin feet now Yeah I've been
Hung in a bad place
I've no
Sun on my face
I've been
Hung in a bad place for too long.
I can say what I wanna
Feel how I wanna feel now
I can squeeze all the hours of juice
To devour with ease now
I can sing to the trees
As I'm not on my knees for free,
yeah-heh-heh-ho-ho-ho-ho-ha-ha-ha-ha-he-he-he-he
You've been bought and you're stolen,
Nature is callin for me
YOU GOT MEH!!!!
Yeah I've been
Hung in a bad place
I've no
Sun on my face
I've been
Dunged in a bad place for too long.
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