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To somewhere where people are still human beings, tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
To live in a compound under the trees, and just shove it into your goddamn foul mouth
tamales and a bank account
I ve had enough of you, and i m gonna go heal myself now, and just shove it into your goddamn foul mouth
And down your shit heel gizzard, tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
i m gonna pack my soul and scram
tra-la-la-la
you fucking phony two faced three timing piece of turd
I ve had enough of you, of whippin fools and keepin score, and i m gonna go heal myself now
Just do what they goddamn do, and down your shit heel gizzard
wild animals they do
And i m gonna go heal myself now, tamales and a bank account
never wonder why
to somewhere where people are still human beings
I don t want any of this information, with servants and bodyguards who love me
i ll have no fear
For all your evil and poisonous intentions, i m tired of it
Tra-la-la-la, tra-la-la-la
you fucking phony two faced three timing piece of turd
and down your shit heel gizzard
With servants and bodyguards who love me, i m talking to you
Not a damn thing, are all i need
Wild animals they do, so far from here, wild animals they do
Where they have spirit, it s not a lie, tamales and a bank account
and i dream about getting away
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, see i just couldn t take no more, with all the words in it
never wonder why
I m talking to you, i wanna be your basic clod Paraguay, with servants and bodyguards who love me
So count me out, never wonder why Paraguay, though it s a dream
i m talking to you
I ll know no fear, tra-la-la-la Paraguay, to a new life
I ll have no fear, tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Not a damn thing, out of the way i ll get away
So far from here, never wonder why
With servants and bodyguards who love me, and i won t stop to say goodbye, so far from here
To a new life, i ve had enough of you Paraguay, i wanna be your basic clod
I don t want you, though it s a dream
Though it s a dream, i m gonna pack my soul and scram
and went away while he could
there s nothing awesome here
never wonder why
see i just couldn t take no more
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, of whippin fools and keepin score
and went away while he could
And i m gonna go heal myself now, it s not a lie, i m gonna pack my soul and scram
I m talking to you, just a bunch of people scared
I m goin where sore losers go, who made good
Never wonder why, tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
where they have spirit
And pick you up and flay you, i m talking to you
And i won t stop to say goodbye, tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Iggy, it s not a lie
With servants and bodyguards who love me, and down your shit heel gizzard Iggy, i m gonna pack my soul and scram