His eyes go funny, you can't place why.
All dolled up in bellhop drag.
It is like a burden to the beat,
to the long gone.
I was once misinformed about your intentions.
Were you right to burn the rock star?
Were you right to drop the roster?
One dollar bill, one dollar bill.
Nah nah nah.
Misinformed
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