DIY Space Program

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This won't work, it's been done, it's been tried According to me sloth majesty, the king of the swine And I found my niche staying inside Bingeing on apathy, purging picket signs Out of your head, get it out of your head You're pumping out water, but soon the water turns to sand I guess it's better to pretend That all your slings and your arrows can ever make a goddamn dent You swing and try and work and reach, reminds me I can't make a dent I call it all na�ve and bleak, I'm just too weak to make a dent So I give up on everything that's not within my own arms reach Because I can't make a dent So why bother with anything, if I can't make a dent? King of the swine...
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