basement blues
lost in clues
don't be rude
or be a prude
we're controlled
by borderline robots
lost the trick
we forgot
live it wel
and smile real big
moments pass
drive with a rig
get yourself
further up
don't want
to get fucked up
but such is the case
in this crazy town
everyones conservative
theyre all around
we try the west
and get a taste
seems the best
but maybe a waste
we're still in the country
which ain't the plan
chart a course
and leave this land
but we're here now
and she wants a degree
not sure why
since knowledge is free
but such is the case
im not sure where we're goin
runnin the race
with rats aflowin
and eyes a'glow
and will soaring
we'll make there
or else be boring
so while we mull
and sit still
we stand real tall
upon the hill
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