I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!

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par four motherfucker whatcha gonna do?

with my bottle of Jack and my shotgun strapped
I went looking for fame and yo I never went back

please God please I’ll pay any cost
if you’d just stop the world ’cause I wanna get off
there’s too much hardship there’s too much pain
there’s too many motherfuckers tryin’ to get in my brain

now I’ve been walkin’ the Earth since the beginning of time
and won’t leave till I’ve received that seventh sign
all this talk they’re gonna drop the bomb
but life keeps going on and on and on and on
the world’s end don’t worry me
and I’m gonna get where I’m going just don’t hurry me
’cause I’m in no rush and I can’t stand rushin’
everything’s slow motion like I’m trippin’ on tussin

I’ll save myself you save the fucking rainforest