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found out the flaming phantoms and turned them into cops
flattened into black stalks and break one off
bold drivers caught the rare truth
got tighter sinking planks of doom
while I'm riling up all of the soft gray boys
creamed, surviving the good times
bold drivers caught the rare truth
got tighter
the proper way to treat your songs ends with a flaming gong
