Scanner: Wrong Lane Society
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Spend my life in misery
And stand it going on
But recently I got this dream
Lasting all night long
Woke up to my damned disaster
Expected nothing new
But someone there's been kidding me
He tidied up my room
No stink and no poisoned cockroach
No dust of ages
Either found my boots nor blue jeans
That's why I tried to escape
Living on the wrong lane
Welcome to the ball of pride and glory
Living on the wrong lane
Take what the mob gives to you
The mob gives to you
Walking through my strange dream
People stared at him
At first I didn't recognize
I showed my nude pin
I was called Mr. McDonald
Released from by mess
Was treated like millionaires
When I reached downtown
Could buy me some silken clothes
No need to pay cash
Was invited to Hilton Hotel
Changes I could not explain
Living on the wrong lane
Welcome to the ball of pride and glory
Living on the wrong lane
Take what the mob gives to you
The mob gives to you
Folks I'm gonna tell you honestly I have this dream
Captured in a symphony of living easily
Enjoyed my life like it had been before I reached that realm
Boring situation if I'd become a rich fat man
No silken socks and no credit
No golden cages
Wanna live in my dirty chamber
Don't care if life's trash remains
Living on the wrong lane
Fuck off to the ball of pride and glory
Living on the wrong lane
Give what the snob's gossip needs
And stand it going on
But recently I got this dream
Lasting all night long
Woke up to my damned disaster
Expected nothing new
But someone there's been kidding me
He tidied up my room
No stink and no poisoned cockroach
No dust of ages
Either found my boots nor blue jeans
That's why I tried to escape
Living on the wrong lane
Welcome to the ball of pride and glory
Living on the wrong lane
Take what the mob gives to you
The mob gives to you
Walking through my strange dream
People stared at him
At first I didn't recognize
I showed my nude pin
I was called Mr. McDonald
Released from by mess
Was treated like millionaires
When I reached downtown
Could buy me some silken clothes
No need to pay cash
Was invited to Hilton Hotel
Changes I could not explain
Living on the wrong lane
Welcome to the ball of pride and glory
Living on the wrong lane
Take what the mob gives to you
The mob gives to you
Folks I'm gonna tell you honestly I have this dream
Captured in a symphony of living easily
Enjoyed my life like it had been before I reached that realm
Boring situation if I'd become a rich fat man
No silken socks and no credit
No golden cages
Wanna live in my dirty chamber
Don't care if life's trash remains
Living on the wrong lane
Fuck off to the ball of pride and glory
Living on the wrong lane
Give what the snob's gossip needs
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