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But I Would Not Feel So All Alone, Everybody Must Get Stoned.

Couldn't Help But Make Me Feel Ashamed To Live In A Land Where Justice Is A Game.

Clowns To The Left Of Me, Jokers To The Right, Here I Am.

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