we have to chase dreams, to stand still is to sink
into a realm of business ties and powerpoint slides
I'd rather have foolish rhymes and pithy lines
than to abide bedtimes and deadlines of all kinds
I want more than corporate crimes and parking fines
- to bask in a lifetime of sunshine
set me loose from this comfortable noose
the magic juice, fountain of youth
screaming truth from the top of a roof
gotta quench this thirst and end the curse
escape the hearse, call a nurse before it gets worse
but first examine my history of slavery
request the key and be set free from the old me
who had sold his own soul for fool's gold so easily
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