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I talk like it hurts to talk
Mascot of Murphy's law
From the claw game at the Walt Whitman Mall
To the worst curb-cuts of the urban sprawl
To what stirs in the purple moss
Which world make a perp less scurred of his quirks and flaws
Or make it okay to learn how you are, no jury
Instead of all insecurity, no mercy
Every year his skin get thinner
You can almost see the Abilify in his innards
If it's into the blood or back up through the gizzard
With a little bit of last night's dinner, liver
Stand by for the van by the river
Built ramps in the summer, tanned hides in the winter
Anti-winner, stare at the stars
From an empire builder to anywhere far