Land of jail
Gram rabbit
Sometimes all it takes is a little smile or some chocolate cake to put a spring in the step of the bi-polar fool. Who always flaunts like he' s hot but acts oh so cool, and he' s not, he' s not.
Caged birds and vagabonds walk hand and hand but what goes wrong when the vag wants a cage and the bird wants a trail and the land of the free is the land of jail.
Call me on my cell but its long distance call me in hell you can use 10-10-220 and you' ll save a pretty penny. And the bird without a face will find safety in the race to the end of the somewhere rainbow.
Why? I hear you come to me. I need you here just come to me. I want you here just come to me. I' m in jail again. Bail me out.
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