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The Blue Bay

tip my hat and strut down blue bay,
Waiting all night, for the day,
With this stuff my hand,
That makes all the pepole high.

I gotta push this stuff,
gotta make it scarce,
because the police force cares,

I am in disguise,
Not the same as the other folk.

If you understood,
then you would too,

I gotta push this stuff,
gotta make it scarce,
because my boss cares,

You can expect to talk to the fish in the deep blue see,
because the mob is a comin for me,

tip my hat, strut down blue bay,
the day I die is today,
So to all the world I say goodbye,
Please remember me after I die,
I gotta make myself scarce.
Last edited by Deadmen at Nov 26, 2008,