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Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah God I am so tired So tired of being weak I have neither strength to stand nor discipline to sleep I question my labor when I strain my back in vain And I realize that the future and what I think just ain't the same Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Lord who would really blame me if I smoke my life away I handle monotony by lengthening my days Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah A skeptic of intention For who is there to trust Even nature soon would carry all of us back to the dust Sure I know my neighbor Man at least I know his name And with all these busy schedules being a friend just ain't the same Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Lord who would really blame me if I smoke my life away I handle monotony by lengthening my days Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Well they tell me if work gets slow I'll be the first to go Some days I get worried man Some days I hope so Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Lord who would really blame me if I smoke my life away I handle monotony by lengthening my days Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah
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