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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Renny Conti
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Renny Conti
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Renny Conti
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Well, I guess
Me and all my friends
Keep ourselves too close for comfort
I suspect
Most people reject
The notion of kindness
All think they're the finest
So I'm breaking her heart
But I'm donating mine
And I'm not giving money
But I show up on time
And I vote from my bed
But still cry at the dead
And I yell at the clerk
But never mean what I said
Well, here goes
I counted my toes
And I folded my clothes
And I dug through the world straight to China
Because well, who knows
It's all just a show
An audience member once heckled
They called him the devil
I find it hard
I find it hard
Not to run like the wind when the courage comes in
It's just so hard
It's way too hard
When I'm grabbed by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin
I find it hard
Well, I'm in
I'd rather be a loser than win
If the winners are winners for winning their win
Well, I won
Boy, that was fun
All I did was push out a son and give him my gun
I find it hard
I find it hard
Not to run like the wind when the courage comes in
It's just so hard
It's way too hard
When I'm grabbed by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin
I find it hard
I find it hard
To be one with the world when the atmosphere's thin
It's just so hard
It's way too hard
When you go to bed sober but you still got the spins
I find it hard
I find it hard
I find it hard
I just find it so
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