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The black cat firecracker snapped back baseball cappin'
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Cola-cola sippin' on the suds wearing penny loafers.
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His Sunday best ain't good enough for the rest of the world.
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Yet, he stands in line and waits on his turn.
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The complex, disconfigured man, unassociated,
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Agitated with the careful investigator taking notes.
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He slowly tiptoes towards the dark.
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Watercolor sunset painted before his eyes.
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The gateway has been opened, to the wonders of his mind.
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He was a non-believer, now without a doubt.
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He looks up at the clouds, the chemical swirls fading in and out.
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The peacekeeper drafted into war, with a loaded rifle.
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Unaware of consequences cold war ended with a spaceship has kind of shakers.
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He has been programmed to believe a lie.
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Yet, he stands there with a gun on the front line.
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Blood red color sunset, painted before his eyes.
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The veil has been lifted, as he watches his friends drop like flies.
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He was a non-believer, now without a doubt.
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He looks down at his paws, the guts he had spluttered on the ground.
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Yeah, yeah!
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Yeah, yeah!
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Yeah, yeah!
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Yeah, yeah!
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The family got the letter, it was a message, clear and true.
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The hero, he had fallen, for the red, white, and blue.
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He was a non-believer, now without a doubt.
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His body lays six feet under the ground.
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The black cat's nine lives, they ran out.
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Yeah, yeah!
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Yeah, yeah!
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Yeah, yeah!
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Yeah, yeah!