Heart pounding, face flushed
a crushing headache bum-rushed
Breath ragged, star-crush
the holy theme of hush hush
Honestly, I can never see an ending
All I know is that my suffering is pending
mental troubles notwithstanding
All I can do is stand defending
My heart, my mind, my soul, my brain
against all kinds of aches and pains
now I know this line sounds kinda lame
but I never really wanted to sound the same
Everyone has a jam
That no one should copy
slaying like a flim-flam
copper named Hoppy
I know this makes no type of sense
but then I'll be bowed down to the fence
that tries to cage me in and make me tense
and destroy my valued competence
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