Just a city boy Liv'in in south Detroit

I got a song too... [spoiler]-How did my father die? 49 times, we fought that beast. Your old man and me. It had a chicken head with duck feet, With a Woman's face too. -Aw, that's rad! And it was waiting in the bushes for us, Then it ripped off your dad's face. He was screaming something awful. In fact there was this huge mess, And I had to change the floors. -The floors? You see, his blood, it drained into the boards, And I had to change 'em. But we all got a Chicken-Duck-Woman thing, Waiting for us. Every day I worry all day. About what's waiting in the bushes of love. Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us. Something's waiting in the bushes of love. Every day I worry all day. About what's waiting in the bushes of love. Something's waiting in the bushes for us. Something's waiting in the bushes of love. -Yo, Never knew My dad He didn't Care about me. Dead horizon, Is all my macro-binoculars see. Moisture-Farming All my life And not a drop spilt. My aunt and uncle, double suns, And sippin' blue milk. My aunt and uncle, double suns, I'm sick of blue milk. But then a desert hobo came and told me, -We all got Chicken-Duck-Woman thing, Waiting for us. Every day I worry all day. About what's waiting in the bushes of love. Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us. Something's waiting in the bushes of love. Every day I worry all day. About what's waiting in the bushes of love. Something's waiting in the bushes for us. Something's waiting in the bushes of love. Hold me when I open like a flower. Hold me right. Yeah, I ain't had to bake for a girl in a long time, A long time. -I think my cooking's awesome. I've got her picture in my photo wagon. -Ha ha, keep it poppin'. Yeah, She'd probably love to Honky tonk. (She'd probably love to Honky tonk.) That's what I said. I used to ride, Across the desert. You know, I used to glide, On my speeder. Pray that I don't find, What I don't wanna find. Waitin' for me 'round the corner, Oh no, no. I used to ride, Across the desert. You know, I used to glide, On my speeder. Pray that I don't find any more, -Crispy bodies by the door. 49 times, yeah it was 49 times. And now it might be waiting for you. Could be hiding behind that scrap pile. -That's just a big cow. I know you really want someone to hold you, But we all got a Chicken-Duck-Woman thing, Waiting for us. Every day I worry all day. About what's waiting in the bushes of love. Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us. Something's waiting in the bushes of love. Every day I worry all day. About what's waiting in the bushes of love. Something's waiting in the bushes for us. Something's waiting in the bushes of love. Every day I worry all day. About what's waiting in the bushes of love. Something's waiting in the bushes for us. Something's waiting in the bushes of love. Every day I worry all day. About what's waiting in the bushes of love. Something's waiting in the bushes for us. Something's waiting in the bushes of love.[/spoiler]

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when i was a poor boy my father took me in to the city [spoiler]IM NOT AN MCR FANBOY THAYS JUST WHAT I THOUGHT OF DONT EAT ME[/spoiler]

HES JUST A POOR BOY FROM A POOR FAMILY