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Dance With The Sufis, Celebrate Your Top Ten In The Charts Of Pain.

Me And Charles Manson Like The Same Ice Cream.

Years Go By Will I Still Be Waiting For Somebody Else To Understand Years Go By If I'm Stripped Of My Beauty And The Orange Clouds Raining In Head Years Go By Will I Choke On My Tears Till Finally There Is Nothing Left One More Casualty You Know We're Too Easy Easy Easy

Somebody Will Come Backstage And Go, 'you Saved Me.' And I Will Have To Say, 'stop Right There. You Saved Yourself.'

I'm Too Wacky For Most Weirdos. Who Am I To Judge?