Standard (EADGBE)
Swing low
Brought now thought you said
Hit the wall with my fist
Broke now spoke you said
Live it high live it high
Hear a sound feel a slap
Wind blowin' through my hair
Afternoon nap
Ph.D that is me
IRS I address
Well there ain't no "X" in Nixon
But fuck this I digress
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Snap spin feel the burn
Ashen ashen
I just can't find the words
To describe this holiest of shits
Don't know what to do so I
Shuck this fit
(3rd verse same as third except last 3 lines)
Feather in my cap
Steal the poor give the rich
Afternoon nap
stash
shade my eyes and i can see you