Astronaut On Horse

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    Your love
    Is nothing but a fast food meatball sub
    On an altitude impaired, 747 bearing nitro-glycerin.
    It reminds me of being kicked in the face by a rabid kangaroo,
    Having my eyes taped open before 24/7 children's programming...

    I hate it when i fall down the stairs;
    Everybody stares...
    I hate it when i trip up the stairs;
    Everybody laughs...

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    I wish
    I were better looking, more pleasing to the eye.
    So all the girls will attend my funeral, when i fall down the stairs
    And die...
    I hate it when i fall down the stairs
    Everybody stares
    I hate it when i trip up the stairs
    Everybody laughs

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