Clocks tick all day
People talk about Heaven
Like it’s not right now
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A pistol is neat
Shoot a tin can in the woods
Licensed strict, you bet
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Roy Blunt so silent
Always withdrawn from the fray
Legacy locked in
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Dogs want food right now
I say “look, go back to bed!”
Click back up the stairs
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Hell ya, love freedom
Talk about freedom all day
Do something with it
