It's fun to dream
big score big con life's work on along
Shot down shot back toss the shot
Then attack
it's fun to dream
oh the melody the shaker breaker
bellery fame without
consequence
how'd a smart boy
get so dense?
But it's
fun to dream away
the dark age in between
the wasted gears
and another dull day
but that is not
the song I sought
and dreaming ends
If only I could
end all thought
of
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