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edward furlong, 1981 in sports, gratis, richard bright, art chudabala, songs, crash(widescreen edition), fontana labs, poetry, wtmotherf, insomniac, jim turner, alice cooper, blogstream, culture, edward saxon, mob, jerusalem,
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But I don't mind if I'm held down tight Cause I think I'd do anything for ogged you And you You! Your the only one Who doesn't haven't a clue And if you treat me nice For the rest of my life I know I'd do most anything for you Anything for you And you You! Back ogged Move Give up, give up.... Here we go another civil rights song Got it all wrong, doesn't do nothing Sing, sing, singing until my face ogged is blue But what do you do? Don't do nothing Chorus: Uh oh, take a step, move in the right direction Uh oh, take a look, make a move for civilization Here we go in a brand new year What do I hear, but the same street talking Cuz black and whitey are having a fight Over who is right, and the time is near for Chorus Here we go again talking 'bout race It's the same newspaper with the same old space Standing for something that you don't really know If we don't work it out, we're all gonna go Chorus One more time, so hear me through Talking 'bout me, we're talking 'bout you So, one more time just to get it right You better get moving, for we start tonight Chorus Chorus (outro) Ricky's Hand Scratched his head, wiggled his ear Reached out for a glass of beer Ricky's
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