This revolution will be retarded
In the winner's circle, "Everyone's a winner"
Hello top sirloin, all praise is substance free
Yankee Chang, I broke the bank in your home province, I shut the door on those who wanted to waste my time, I've got a bridge I'd like to sell you, Yankee Chang
Your Vespa is corroborated
He grins like an alpha
It's been a long day for those who emulate as opposed to make
Yankee Chang, Let me tell you about the bridge I'd like to sell you, pay no attention to the various signs and plaques on either end, I won it in a card game, Yankee Chang
This high stakes middle aged kaleidoscope of feelings
Deal out the chest pounding holder of no achievement
Left with lucky Prozac participants in levitation programs
Yankee Chang, I can't help but mock your attire, too big sweaters like it's 1993, hoodies that really should be worn by younger people, Yankee Chang
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