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i got no problems, i'm just waiting for a beer while yesterdays' small times become yesterdays' year and i will not talk around it, but it's not very nice cuz it don't serve much purpose and it can't happen twice got nothing but big cheers for my most terrible plans and whiskey's just murder by a subtler hand now i can not lie about this - i wish i didn't know more cuz we're always much braver when we don't know what for then some stupid joke gets told like how 'even water is damned' still i hope we'll leave right now and find a little dry land we don't need more patients - you hear whatever you want - becuz if he lives above us - then we must be below Aus Songtexte Mania