Who Knows How Long This Will Last,

We All Know That Crap Is King, Give Us Dirty Laundry.

O' Beautiful, For Spacious Skies But Now Those Skies Are Threatening They're Beating Plowshares Into Swords For This Tired Old Man That We Elected King.

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The Government Bugged The Men's Room In The Local Disco Lounge.

I Think My First Instrument Was A Ukulele That They Gave Me. I Used To Know How To Play That Pretty Well.