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    Diamonds and fast cars
    Money to burn
    I got my head in the clouds
    I got these thoughts to churn
    Got my feet in the sand
    I got a house on the hill
    I got a headache like a mother
    Twice the price of my thrills
    An it's a cold day it's a continental drift
    I said this traffic is hell
    Can you give me a lift
    An I'll try to paint a story
    Got your pictures to tell
    Yeah you got to make a living
    With what you bring yourself to sell

    I got some genuine
    Imitation
    Bad apples
    Free sample
    For your peace of mind
    Only $9.95
    I got my camera back from customs
    Got my law fees up to date
    Hell they musta seen me comin'
    Ain't this life so fuckin' great

    When the shit hit the fan
    It was all I could stand
    Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer
    My body's breathing while it can
    But what I don't understand is that
    My world ain't gettin' no brighter
    If I could touch the sky
    Well I would float on by
    While everybody's talkin'
    Hell I'm just another guy
    If it were up to me
    I'd say just let me be
    Why let one bad apple
    Spoil the whole damn bunch

    Gold and caviar
    Now why'nt you pour my apathy
    I'd have all my bases covered
    If I could teach my hands to see
    But now we're down in the deep end
    Where they'd love to watch you drown
    I said your laundry could use washing
    We'll hang it up all over town
    I said hollywood's like a dryer
    An we're down on sunset strip
    An yuo'll be suckin' down the clorox
    'til your life's all nice and crisp

    When the shit hit the fan
    It was all I could stand
    Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer
    My body's breathing while it can
    But what I don't understand is that
    My world ain't gettin' no brighter
    If I could touch the sky
    Well I would float on by
    While everybody's talkin'
    Hell I'm just another guy
    If it were up to me
    I'd say just let me be
    Why let one bad apple
    Spoil the whole damn bunch

    When the shit hit the fan
    It was all I could stand
    Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer
    My body's breathing while it can
    But what I don't understand is that
    My world ain't gettin' no brighter
    If I could touch the sky
    Well I would float on by
    While everybody's talkin'
    Hell I'm just another guy
    If it were up to me
    I'd say just let me be
    Why let one bad apple
    Spoil the whole damn bunch
    Why let that one bad apple
    Spoil the whole damn bunch
    Boy!!

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