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Me And Howard Hughes lyrics
Hand me down a strong panacea,
One that s guaranteed to make me feel like Hercules,
There s flies everywhere, buzzing in the air,
Filling my body with filth and disease....and I think,
He thinks he should develop a complex,
He thinks that he really owes it to himself,
His friends ll all say he s looking sick and unhealthy
An then he can wallow in sweet self-neglect
Oh oh yeah...he s gonna
Lock himself up in his room
Shutter the windows and bolt all the doors,
Wrap himself round in his Wall Street cocoon
He s painting the ceiling, the walls and the floor,
He s gonna lock himself up in his room
And when he emerges have a new change of style,
He keeps saying things like it s me and Howard Hughes
You d wana watch out for that dangerous smile.
Oh, oh yeah....
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