Standard (EADGBE)

Swing low

Brought now thought you said

Hit the wall with my fist

Broke now spoke you said

Live it high live it high

Hear a sound feel a slap

Wind blowin' through my hair

Afternoon nap

Ph.D that is me

IRS I address

Well there ain't no "X" in Nixon

But fuck this I digress

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Snap spin feel the burn

Ashen ashen

I just can't find the words

To describe this holiest of shits

Don't know what to do so I

Shuck this fit

(3rd verse same as third except last 3 lines)

Feather in my cap

Steal the poor give the rich

Afternoon nap

stash

shade my eyes and i can see you