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public place Pigeons move busily Through the contents Of a man's life In this public place His last mortal remains Reflect a private lake In this public

had of your mum and dad On a beach somewhere and the poison air With the cancer threat in a cigarette Deadwing lullaby find a place to hide And from

the tongue Like a smoke ring rolls off a lung til it's done Ready set kept it He thefted a post-it Later applied the motives to a moment of some grown

I'm Jimmy Pop here in a jiffy heat me up and add oil I'm like a zit, a wart, a corn, a cyst, a festering boil I get under your skin and I sebaceously

down side Just a little crazy Got a kind of strange pride Standin' at the back door, mercy me Ain't no place for the man to be It's a private love,

the proof is missing You know it's sad when the public is like--dude's a Christian Man, she's a Christian--she was just in the music video with a weave

had Of your mum and dad On a beach somewhere And the poison air With the cancer threat In a cigarette Deadwing lullaby Find a place to hide And

States Despite the modest success of his business, McClock leads a solitary life, never marrying and tending several of the chicken houses himself. A simple man with a

corner, selling raw now Looking for them people, keep an open eye And if I see the jackers, never hesitate I gotta open fire Active like a live wire, retalliation is a