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Recalculating
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I’ll live in an altered universe
With fairy dust inside my purse
Blissfully quite unaware
I’ll roam the streets without a care
I’ll ramble through the shrubbery
Then bathe with a duck that’s rubbery
I’ll cook a steak with lots of fat
And feed the whole thing to the cat
I’ll climb the stairs late every night
And close my eyes and shades real tight
I’ll dream of glittered filigree
In a land where all who meet agree
That the whole world’s gone and run amok
And frankly
I don’t give a fuck.
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