1,2,1,2,3,4 (Whistle) Guess I needed sometime to get away I needed some piece of mind Some piece of mind that ll stay So I thumbed it down to Sixth and L.A.
Maybe a Greyhound could be my way Police and Niggers
that s right Get out of my way Don t need to buy none of your Gold chains today I don t need no bracelets Clamped in front of my back Just need my ticket; til then Won t you cut me some slack? You re one in a million Yeah
that s what you are You re one in a million
babe You re a shooting star Maybe someday we ll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high
much too high
Much too high
yes
ow! Immigrants and faggots They make no sense to me They come to our country And think they ll do as they please Like start some mini Iran
Or spread some fuckin disease They talk so many goddamn ways It s all Greek to me Well some say I m lazy And others say that s just me Some say I m crazy I guess I ll always be But it s been such a long time Since I knew right from wrong It s all the means to an end
I I keep it movin along You re one in a million Oo
you re a shooting star You re one in a million
babe You know that you are Maybe someday we ll see you
Oo oh
Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high
Oo
much too high Yeah
Much too high
huh
no
no
oh Ow! Radicals and Racists Don t point your finger at me I m a small town white boy Just tryin to make ends meet Don t need your religion Don t watch that much T.V.
Just makin my livin
baby Well that s enough for me You re one in a million Yeah that s what you are You re one in a million
babe You re a shooting star Maybe someday we ll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high
ow
much too high
Much too high
much too high Yeah
yeee
yeah
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igh! Ow! Much too high (Oh
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much too high) Whispered with gradual fade out |
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