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April 11, 2009

Most of the time

Most of the time I’m with it, I’m pretty strong

I have my finger on the pulse of her neck

Beat Beat Beat (clap clap clap)

I measure it out and out

But not always

Toot toot toot

Most of the time-

The jazzy saxophone carries me off.

But sometimes music don’t chase that wolf away

HaaaWoooo

He’s here and his pack too

Most of the time isn’t this time.

Shit man its time to run

The clouds are coming

And the train is chugging

Pretty fast too.

I can read the signs, figure the situation

I’m not billy blind

Most of the time

But the moon don’t shine tonight

The clouds are coming

You see needs must when the devil rides

Where’s the crossroads,

Wheres the sign

I never been there

No siree

Not I

So why does the wolf pierce me with yellow eyes

Fill the empty caverns with her cries

I’m a wolf

Lone and out

You see most of the time

Isn’t this time


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