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Rocky
We were in a park
and I could jump so far.
Seems that all I'd ever done,
is smoking pot out in the car.
And this fear faded in,
.......in my old school.

He says
"Ben, we both know you're a saint,
I've been running through these fields
it's such a lovely place you drink,
is it your imagination,
it's been years since I've been on my feet?"

Now it's Rocky's day,
and it's on it's way.
Sun won't be coming out today.
Now it's Rocky's day,
and it's time he went away.
Sun won't be coming out today.

Now I recall,
but I don't know who,
told me Rocky was a runner,
won a medal back in school.
Now at Christmas Momma says,
you go up in Rocky's room.
And as we watch the sun go down,
he thanks me for my dreams.
He says "I know you think you are,
but you're not completely free.
The man who's seen the spectre of....
is completely free."

Now it's Rocky's day,
and it's on it's way.
Sun won't be coming out today.
Now it's Rocky's day,
and it's on it's way.
Sun won't be coming out today.

Then he smiled,
and he turned and walked away.
He said over his shoulder,
"I'll be gone when you're awake."

Now it's Rocky's day,
and it's on it's way.
Sun won't be coming out today.
Now it's Rocky's day,
and it's on it's way.
Sun won't be coming out today.
Cool Whip
don't sound too cool,
like lovey-dovey honey-bunny,
give us all a break dude.
You're checking out.
Cool whip.
Oh Oh Oh.
Cool Whip.
Oh Oh Oh.
Cool whip.
Oh Oh Oh.
Cool Whip.
Oh Oh Oh.
That tops it off,
we think you'd better cool it down.
Guilty
white boy, won't you turn me in?
Always had it easy, charge me for my sins

Ain't been through the slavery, ain't been through the cotton fields
Through the back of a ....., cos I'm guilty

Ain't been through the slavery, ain't been through the cotton fields
Through the back of a ....., cos I'm guilty

Broken bones and bruises, Daddy brought the ball this far
But living on his shoulders, he passed it with his car

I've been through the little league, a 9 years old in the social arena
Oh baby gonna be an appeal, cos I'm guilty

I've been through the little league, a 9 years old in the social arena
Oh baby gonna be an appeal, cos I'm guilty

Always had it easy my future's in the mail
Every reason to succeed, every chance to fail
Ain't got nothing on nobody, .......
When I found that opportunity, .........
........ World War II, ........ Vietnam
I spent my life ........ .my pals
And now I'm guilty

Ain't been through the slavery, ain't been through the cotton fields
Through the back of a ....., cos I'm guilty

I've been through the little league, a 9 years old in the social arena
Oh baby gonna be an appeal, cos I'm guilty

You wonder why we fall on top of everyone
You wonder why we're no fun
Cos we're guilty
Protection
Tourists wear their wallets in odd places when abroad,
so as not to be ripped off and ways to ..........
Lawyers write some goofy terms in letters to the future,
so as not to be all screwed by........

So will I.

And I guess I will protect myself from you.
Sometimes I get so tickled I just can't talk.
I will protect myself from you.
I'll keep on reminding me,
I'm always free,
I'm always free to walk.

You're not exactly what I'm looking for,
You don't even know that when I've got it straight,
now keep it in mind,
No you're not what I was looking for.
I just need a little more of what you've got.
A little bit dumb, make me laugh.

And I guess I will protect myself from you.
Sometimes I get so tickled I just can't talk.
I will protect myself from you.
I'll keep on reminding me,
I'm always free,
I'm always free to walk.

.......................different country anyway.

Whatever happens between you and me today,
probably will be OK,
but it won't bother me anyway.

And I guess I will protect myself from you.
Sometimes I get so tickled I just can't talk.
I will protect myself from you.
I'll keep on reminding me,
I'm always free,
I'm always free to walk.

Always free.
Free to walk.
You can't hurt me 'cos I don't care about you.
I don't give a shit about you.
Kalamazoo
running my mouth
Ran up a tab and all the way back to Kalamazoo
All the way back home
I was surely stoned, now I'm sober in my yard
Can you believe I was there?
Can you believe I've been anywhere else?

There was a time, almost forgot, we had been drifting all the way to Kalamazoo
And I said that I loved you too
All the way back home
There's a little joke, I just made up
How many of me would it take to screw up your life?
One to settle down, one to turn you around
Now I'm sober in my yard
I would say you had to be there, now I regret that you're still there

Seems like you've been frozen, frozen there in time
Waving your goodbyes
Up to the sky

You place on the ..... has faded away
Used to be lost in more than one way
Kalamazoo, don't you know that I've been there too
And it'd put your mind more at ease
If you'd say those words of release
All the way back home
Mitchell Lane
bliss, sunshine is amiss
Happy when you're cold, wanna be alone
He's a lot of steam, she's a lot of breath
Takes a lot to see, takes a lot to beg

And it's just like Mitchell Lane, everything's the same

Wanna kill your friends, reminded you of when
Happy when you're stoned, wanna be old

And it's just like Mitchell Lane, everything's the same
So go on, go on and complain

Remember when we were 15, and Robbie made that stupid face all day
I guess he made his point, cos I'm still here when I could be anywhere

Having isn't bliss, sunshine is amiss

And it's just like Mitchell Lane, everything's the same
So go on, go on and complain
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