Adjectives on the typewriter.
He moves his words like a prize fighter.
The frenzy pace of the mind inside the cell.
The man on the street might just as well be.
The man on the street might just as well.
The man on the street might just as well be.
Outside, outside the world out there.
You don't hear the echos and calls.
But the steel eye, tight jaw.
Say it all, say it all.
But the white paint, plastic saints.
Say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all.
Say somebody got to say to say it all.
Somebody got to say it all.
I'm so nervous, I'm so tense.
My heart can't forget about this self-defense.
The air is so hot and my breath comes fast.
I thumb the cool day but I know this can't last.
(So nervous, so tense.) I thumb the cool day but I know this can't last.
Outside, outside the world out there.
You don't hear the echos and calls.
But the steel eye, tight jaw.
Say it all, say it all.
But the white paint, plastic saints.
Say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all, say it all.
Say somebody got to say to say it all.
Somebody got to say it all.
Adjectives on the typewriter.
He moves his words like a prize fighter.
The frenzy pace of the mind inside the cell.
The man on the street might just as well be.
The man on the street might just as well.
The man on the street might just as well be.
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