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St. Crud

You think you can read my mind? You can read my mind? If you can read my mind that would mean that my head was split open maybe on the sidewalk or something, but still, how would you read my mind? There's no printing on it. At least I don't think there's any printing on it. How would you read it? The way a gypsy reads tea leaves or chicken guts? I've got news for you missy, a little wake-up call for you, I'm not that easy to read. I'm not that easy.

You don't need to know me. I've got nothing to show you. You've got nothing that I want to see. But you will have to walk around me. Fuck you.

Hello sidewalk, goodbye head!
Hello sidewalk, goodbye head!
Hello sidewalk, goodbye head!
Hello sidewalk, goodbye head!
Hello sidewalk, goodbye head!
Hello sidewalk, goodbye head!
Hello sidewalk, goodbye head!
Hello sidewalk, goodbye head!

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Bob Dylan.

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