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I'm a walking paradoxical Chronicle of 1992, living methodical Thinker who thinks that modern logic is so illogical Believing that removing emotions only is comical I've got a fondness for living tropical Reading some periodicals with a tint on my opticals While chiefing on the beach, feeling so astronomical Taking in what would make a prosperous life probable A smart man can identify any obstacle A wise one removes the non-factors 'til it's solvable Life is a thinking man's game Cast switched, script same, plot subject to change Dang... Can't stand the heat step away from my brain Dom McLennon, known to turn a dame to a plain jane That's just how my mom's raised, royalty is a title You can't strip away a soul en route to being an idol