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It all started in some room somewhere in Kentucky He came out from the breeze Molested some young trees And raised it under children Trying to stop this one-man gang With kitchen utensils and a black rubber hose What the hell? I didn't really care Got a rubber knife stuck in my ribs But I'm not, I'm not sure if I want it to end I don't know where he came from, and I don't care I never really care And I had this funny feeling We'll be seeing each other on thе train So stay off my life, and I'll stay off your pride Maybe wе'll have a hell of a trip It all started in some room somewhere in Kentucky He came out from the breeze Molested, yeah, young trees And [?] under children Trying to stop this one-man gang With kitchen utensils and a garden hose Then he spit in my coffee Shit Got another knife stuck in my ribs But I'm not, I'm not sure if I want it to end I don't know where he came from, and I don't care I never really cared And I had this funny feeling We'll be seeing each other on the train So stay off my life, and I'll stay off your pride Maybe we'll have one hell of a trip
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- Fracture (Punk)