How Joey Got His Groove Back lyrics

I have written a tragedy down below where the pretty boys
come to die. Although, I`m spitting phrases of nothing to save
myself the embarrassment of apology. The caption
read, `Danger` silly boy, `You`ve got to know when to stop.`
It`s just life lessons disguised as defeat. Dear God, it`s
happened again. It`s a chemical war. A stagnant bore.
Compensates for the marathon of a weekly routine, these
bones can`t take much more. Not quite a tragedy. Vacant
streets, ninety-degree heat and this time I`ve caught fate by
the wings and if she screams it`s curtains for the dead. This
town is on fire and I`m on the hills smiling and laughing
knowing that my life has just begun.
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