Wish I could see beyond the filthy blue horizon See what lies ahead of me Perhaps Iґd see the path of my own destruction And avoid my destiny, She said... heaven and hell are one and the same boy She told me... heaven and hell are one in the same boy We all meet somewhere in the middle She told me... heaven and hell are on in the same boy I said it canґt be true Wish I could touch you in some totally new fashion Prove to you girl Iґm your man Now I canґt guarantee your complete satisfaction So Iґm, do you every best way I can Chours Wish I could find sone time to stop and smell the roses But my land lord just wonґt let me be My head is foll of oaranoia, neurosis, trying to consume my identity Chours It just canґt be true Children grow and women produce, men go work and some go stealґn Children grow and women produce, men go work and some go steal.
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