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Blow Job
Lyrics by: Alan Place and Rob Miley - Music By: Plier - 1998
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| Verse 1 |
When I was younger, I visioned the world to be
something
that you only see in your dreams,
Now that I am older, the world that I wanted to see,
is straight out of a horror movie,
People walk around with guns in there hands,
trying to take their kids to school,
What kind of place do we live in when it's not safe to even
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| Chorus 1 |
What the hell is up with this world,
when you can't drink the water cause it's
too polluted,
What the hell is up with this world,
when you can't speak your mind because your
voice is muted.
What the hell is up with this world,
when you can't leave your car unlocked because
it might be stolen,
What the hell is up with this world,
when you can't run the track because you
might be blown away
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| Verse 2 |
The table has turned around against me,
I can't tell what is up or down,
Re-hab clinic, local whore house,
What happened? This used to be a nice town,
The cops are crooked, the church is infested with criminals
confessing their sins,
Families are broke up, the children are scattered,
No one cares where they have been.
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