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Doin' the Cockroach

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I was in heaven, I was in hell

Believe in neither, but fear them as well

This one's a doctor

This one's a lawyerThis one's a cash fiend, takin' your money

Back on the metro, ride on the greyhound

Drunk on the Amtrak

Please, shut upAnother rider, he was a talker

And well, talkin' 'bout TV

Please, shut upThis one's a crazier, daydreamin' disaster

The origin of junk food, ruttin' through garbage

Tasty but worthless, dogs eat their own shit

We're doin' the cockroach, yeahDoin' the cockroach, yeah

Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah

Alright, not badDoin' the cockroach, yeah

Doin' the cockroach, yeah, yeah

Alright, not bad, not badYou move your mouth, you shake your tongue

You vibrate my eardrums

You're saying words

But she felt I'm not listenin'One year, twenty years, forty years, fifty years

Down the road in your life

You'll look in the mirror

And say, "My parents are still alive"You're walking down the street

Your face, your lips, your hips

Your eyes, they meet

You're not hungry thoughYou say, you're acting you

Now you tell me anything

You're not hu hu hu hu

You're not hungry thoughWell, late last winter down below the equator

They had a summer that would make you blister

Oh, my mind is all made up

So I'll have to be comin'Well, late last winter down below the equator

They had a summer that would make you blister

Oh, my mind is all made up

So I'll have to be comin'Well, late last winter down below the equator

They had a summer that would make you blister

And oh, my mind is all made up, oh, my mind is all made up

Oh, my mind is all made up

So I'll have to sleep in it

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