Nine Things Everybody Knows Q and Not U
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Congratulations!
Now put the knife back in the medicine cabinet
No contestation
Now put the knife back, put the knife back, knife back
Didn't you read the one about
The youth who ate the blue, the black?
Didn't you read the one about
The youth who ate the lead-blue Washington bullet?
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields
Years past, stop gap, too little yield
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields
Years past, stop gap, too little yield
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some...
Decline? Decline?
Decline? Decline? Make me, make me
No cognoscenti
Can stab critique in the back for making me cognizant
The scissor blades can spin
Another twelve hours, then we're taking your medicine
Now put the knife back in the medicine cabinet
No contestation
Now put the knife back, put the knife back, knife back
Didn't you read the one about
The youth who ate the blue, the black?
Didn't you read the one about
The youth who ate the lead-blue Washington bullet?
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields
Years past, stop gap, too little yield
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields
Years past, stop gap, too little yield
If this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some...
Decline? Decline?
Decline? Decline? Make me, make me
No cognoscenti
Can stab critique in the back for making me cognizant
The scissor blades can spin
Another twelve hours, then we're taking your medicine
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