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Rancid - Turntable
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Yeah!!! Hes gonna go go get it Gonna run run set it Hidden realm Ahh! everybody knows, its fucking wild and theres no fronting about it Its not the style, nor a trial Its the best of love and hate Come on everybody, lets get together I appall the backdrop of hate Well theres no more food on the table What was strong, no longer able And an open mind, no longer stable And it spin like a djs turntable A million eyeballs and a blink and a smile With no dimensions in sight Well given an inch, a billion colors The entire worlds contrast light Oh it aint right, another fight Well all of its so very clear With my passion on a stud, I walked through I walked through the vicious ones I really dont care Well theres no more food on the table What was strong, no longer able And an open mind, no longer stable And it spin like a djs turntable My western mind has a hard time (hard time) Getting across this trust Passive resistance, your assistance (youre the one smoking dust) It aint a style, nor a trial, its the best of love and hate (love and hate) Come on everybody lets get together, I appall the backdrop of hate Well theres no more food on the table I once/what was strong, no longer able And an open mind, no longer stable And it spin like a djs turntable Well ya spin like a djs turntable Well ya spin like a djs turntable Well ya spin like a djs turntable
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