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perfect world
boo boo boo take a look at you
hangin' on third and daisy
whoa bo bo policeman after you
smokin' crack cocaine make you crazy
you think everything's perfect in your world today
i think everything's just not re-he-heally
take out your glass pipe
take off your sunglasses
and tell me what you can see
and i say
lies, corruption, look this way
girly on the corner but she's not okay
you got lies if you got rats in the street
you got, no shoes no shoes on your babies feet

whoa ho ho ho ho, it's a perfect world
perfect world
it's a perfect world
it's a perfect world
yow

bo bo bo take a look at you
on your way to kenny's
whoa bo bo why don't you stop that crap?
smokin that bum makes you crazy
but everything's crazy in the world today
so you, you might as well smoke it anyway
i say, you might as well
it hit, it lit, you well like that
which you cannot say
what is up?
what's down?
what is up?
what's down?
what's up what's down?
i don't know what's going round
head is spinning and it feels alright
but the kids
the kids
the kids are alright

bo bo bo bo it's a perfect world
whoa on and on it's a perfect world
gotta keep living in a perfect world
gotta keep pushing in a perfect world
gotta keep pushing in a perfect world
gotta keep pushing
you know we could end it right there

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