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i'm gonna lower my standards and raise my price, i'm gonna take your lunch and your bad advice, until my worse idea gets the big reward, until i get out of this raggedy ford, and into a shiny new two seater, dress my girlfriend up like a cheetah, i'm gonna sign my checks: yours sincerely, for all the money that you hold dearly, when my ego swells and my output dwindles, you can tell the world that youve been swindled, by the man who would have been so bitter, had he never reconsidered, falling up, to the top of the junk pile wearing a big smile, falling up, to the top of the heap with my tongue in cheek, i cant sit down cause i'm falling up, well i used to think that i had some duty, now i only want the booty, and unless youve recently been anointed, then dont tell me youre disappointed, in the man who would have been so bitter, had he never reconsidered, now i pay no mind to innovation, just over and over with the same sensation, till i'm a short short subject on a long tape loop, that comes and goes like the hula hoop, in one ear and out the other, nothing there to stop it, brother, falling up
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Artist: hiatt, john