lemons bring some sort of joy!

I'm talking like a city boy, and drinking with a northern soul

I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul

Couldn't see me as Spiderman, but now I'm spittin' venom

I don't believe in Sundays, and I don't believe in anything at all

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Everyone is equal in death.

I aspire to be Betty White

"Comedy is where the mind goes to tickle itself."

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