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Dr Acula The Social Event Of The Century

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By a show of hands who hates my band when we showed up we were what was hot we never cooled off we're going places you're not no no no no no reason to

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The days colors never seemed so bright as when i look at them through shades of night i can't recall how or when i got here all i can tell you i don'

Once you understand my state of mind all of you will be singing my lines we've conquered land and sky after being tossed on the highways side as mother

lets talk of lessons learned what the fuck were you thinking man you'll never learn you're lack of conversation is public masturbation your lack of common