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Oh, Johnny wishes he was famous
Spends his time alone in the basement
With a Lennon and Cobain and
A guitar and a stereo
And while he wishes he could escape this
But it all seems so contagious
Not to be yourself and faceless
In a song that has no soul
I remember feeling low
I remember losing hope
And I remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
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"...if you want the rainbow, you've got to put up with the rain..."
"lay-z-boy, it's more than just a chair....it's a lifestyle"
agly chair-man
Last edited by sbassboi; 04-11-2003 at 03:27 PM.
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