That you wouldn’t split the goods.
They’d beat you in school for that.
Without saying a word.
Now he’s restless and hammered.
Such a mild-mannered dope.
But he’ll never cry.
Be sure of that.
You won them over.
Not dogs in their collars.
So sleep rock-n-roll.
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