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good rats - 300 boys lyrics

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i am a man of few relations
and them across the sea
i am the root of your expansion
a ladder to your need

it takes a day before tomorrow
a dirty little urn
it comes in white and green and violet
and makes a sound that hurts

we took a walk by the lake
threw a knife in the cake
we clapped our hands and enjoyed
i played with 300 boys

i’ll take old-fashioned flying saucers
and give them to the tribe
a horse in sp-ce can’t win no races
if that horse ain’t alive

the test reveals a greyish color
that comes from too much love
a wino in the street once sold me
a worn out paper cup

we took a walk by the lake
threw a knife in the cake
we clapped our hands and enjoyed
i played with 300 boys

i am a man of no reflection
a proper dapper dan
i’ll take you down to touch the homesick
and make love to the hand

the test reveals a greyish color
that comes from too much love
take heed the master of the hallway
beware his fiendish heart

ah ahhh ahh ahh ahh ahh
i played with 300 boys

ah ahhh ahh ahh ahh ahh
i played with 300 boys

ah ahhh ahh ahh ahh ahh
i played with 300 boys
i gave them cookies and toys
i played with 300 boys

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