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Urge Overkill - Crown of laffs
I had a vision of the corrupt man
The clouds were parting and the
sky was cyan
Turned out the man looked 'cause my
wheels were warm
I'm shifting down, the lights are turning
I just can't begin with an open hand
I started talking to the man of brass
I said "Hey cop could you take your
foot off my face?"
And in his eyes I was just like him
I guess I was only dreaming again
"She makes me feel like
I'm the king of the road,
And I need you to ride beside me...."
Someone take this Crown
against my head
And babe, you'll play the King,
cuz I'll be dead
I'll just take this Crown of
Laffs from my head
Cuz babe I just can't end with
an open hand
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