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REVELATIONS FROM THE CRYPT
Goin t' Colorado with an emptiness... in my heart

2003-09-09, 2:00 a.m.
Pack, pack, pack, pack,
A lot will fit inside a sack,
Junk, junk, junk, junk,
I cant put all this in my trunk,
Shit, shit, shit, shit,
Theres yet another thing to fit,
Pain, pain, pain, pain,
I hate to drive the Kansas plain,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
My fiscal life is on the clock,
Work, work, work, work,
Nothing but a grocery clerk,
Jump, jump, jump, jump,
Now I feel that I'm Forest Gump.

--Grue

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