I drive alone, home from work
And I always think of
"Come on slowly
Won't you rise and come
To the top of
"Well there are good guys and there are bad guys
And
"Joe Stalin's Cadillac
This is Joe Stalin's
We're just drivin' 'round the
And life is grand
And I will say this at the
One of these days
When you figure, figure it all out
Well
Come down from your tree house condominium
And start driving around
Well I lost an eye in Mexico
Lost two teeth where
Baby don't cha go don't cha go to Goleta
Baby don't
I've been through all kind of changes
Cut my hair dyed
Everything seems to be up in the air at this
I don't have to go to school for an entire
He's got the eye of Fatima
On the wall in his
Hey brother we're on our way
Hey sister we're on our
You're under my sheets
And you give me the creeps
You won't
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