Wckr Spgt

Wckr Spgt - Unfair Prospects lyrics

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He wants me to do yardwork
   But my cat's in the sack.
   He tells me to follow him, he thinks that I've been bad.
   I think this house is way off base
   But my cat's in the bag.
   I fear the mower, reap the harvest
   climb the tower and look the farthest away from here.
   There's got to be away.
   From here,
   there's got to be a way from that.
   But my cat's in the back
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