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 MISERY


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Virginia was a "lot lizard" from F.L.A

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She had a compound fracture in the "trunk"

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It started when she ran away

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Thumbs out on the interstate

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She hitched a ride to misery

Mr. Whirly had a catastrophic incident

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He fell into the city by the bay

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He liquidated his estate

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Now he sleeps upon the Haight

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Panhandling misery


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He's gonna get high

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When he's low

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The fire burns from better days

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And she screams why oh why

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I said I don't know

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The catastrophic hymns from yesterday

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Of misery

Vinnie was a hustler out of Amsterdam

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He ran the drug cartel in Tinseltown

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They found him in a cadillac

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Bludgeoned with a baseball bat

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In the name of misery

Gina hit the road from New York City

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Mysteriously the night Vinnie croaked

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She stopped in Vegas to elope

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With Virginia and the dope

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And kissed the bride eternally


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And they're gonna get high

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When they're low

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The fire burns from better days

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And she screamed why oh why

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I said I don't know

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The catastrophic hymns from yesterday

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Of misery


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Hell hounds on your trail now once again...boy

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It's groping on your leg until it sleeps

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The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow

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Because it's not what you make it's what you leave


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And we're gonna get high

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When I'm low

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The fire burns from better days

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And she screamed why oh why

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I said I don't know


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The catastrophic hymns from yesterday

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Of misery

 

 

 

 

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