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the universe is unfolding, people exploding. and i'm strapped to a dirty bomb singing rubber soul in the hot tub of your local y, but x marks the spot, and our aim is off; someone's gotta do somethin' before the pass out game is over 'cause how far under these stars can we really run free; i've seen the devil holdin' 'yer breadstick; are we really going to let 'em do shit like that? is peace, love and happiness all we need? i im'd my gps to find out where all this text goes...fyi: nobodyz responded. i'll let you know if I hear back.