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i sold my soul so i could try
i'm standing at the picket line
and anyone that wants the fun now is the time
i'm calling out to you from the basement
i got a need to feel so i shake! shake!
you got a problem with me, say it
i couldn't care if we lose, no
she said i'm lost and out of love
i think it's more a case of no damn luck
just like a gun just for the fun i set it off
i'm calling out to you from the basement
i got a need to feel so i shake! shake!
you got a problem with me, say it
i couldn't care if we lose
i'm calling out to you from the basement
i got a need to feel so i shake! shake!
you got a problem with me, say it
i couldn't care if we lose, no
another poem to you from the bedroom
into the streets i run from the classroom
i got a need to feel so i shake! shake!
i got a need to feel so i shake! shake!