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letra de dancing in the rain - charles luck

(with the whistles) 0-10
making music keeps me sane
without i’d have lost my brain
i’d be dancing in the rain
cause making music keeps me sane

:10
my screws ain’t loose
there stripped
brains been, ripped
heads full, of lint
hairs pulled, im sick
my skull, is thick
but i’m, still sl!ck
and my mind
is only good for
writing raps and
taking naps
i take my toaster
into the bath
i’m not a boaster
i’m just mad
foam at the mouth
and people laugh
followed a mouse and
got caught in his trap
burned down my house
just to make my wife mad
then went to jail and met a nice man
i keep all my meds in the trunk of my van
so i can get crunk heads stuck in the sand
and my -ss is sunburned yes i’m a dumb man

:48
my heads stuck
my minds f-cked
im fine son
i’ll climb up

turned a trick
on a hooker
split her sh-t
the i took her
to the ritz
got married had kids
got the clap
on my d-ck

1:17
(with the whistles)
making music keeps me sane
without i’d have lost my brain
i’d be dancing in the rain
cause making music keeps me sane
1:27
let me continue
to wallow and blab
knew i had isues
when i followed a lab
chowed down on his dog food
swallowed a tab
ran around in the nude
my perspective is skewed
erections still huge
this election is puke
its the world we should nuke
not a squirrel
or a hampster
im 42 wearing pampers
but i’m wise as on owl
untied my towel
exposed my junk
stole a babies rattle
til he cried, ninja got punked
i’d probably die drunk
if i didn’t have music
cussed at a monk
he said i was stupid

2:05
my heads stuck
my minds f-cked
im fine son
i’ll climb up

turned a trick
on a hooker
split her sh-t
the i took her
to the ritz
got married had kids
got herpes
it was worth it

2:37

music is my medicine
use to keep my head on
please don’t turn the music off
its like an amphetamine
lifts me up to ecstasy
please don’t let the music stop
2:53

my heads stuck
my minds f-cked
im fine son
i’ll climb up

turned a trick
on a hooker
split her sh-t
the i took her
to the ritz
got married had kids
got herpes
got crabs that b-tch

without beats
i’m clueless
not even
lucid
ate a lego
and puked it
chained a gecko
to a toolkit
sprained my ankle
on a broomstick
when i feel fragile
i wear lipstick
go into battle
with a toothpick
then get rattled
when i lose it
so confused bout
what the truth is
if i had a life
i would ruin it
my only concern is
where i can burn this
blunt for a pure hit
of pcp laced with weed
laced with aids and lsd

making music keeps me sane
without i’d have lost my brain
i’d be dancing in the rain
cause making music keeps me sane

- charles luck

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