I've got goals for miles
and they're all stuffed with smiles
no more tortured schemes
it's all sweet sweet dreams
I've got a goal to bust
through all constraints
I've got a goal
to hustle all the saints
I've got a goal
to keep my head on straight
because I do believe
it's not too late
to set more things to rights
than there are now
when you read my manual
your head will go kapow
All set out tight
in nicely ordered goals
fit for all prisoners
fit for all souls
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