| Green Eggs & Ham  
       you know she wanted to play play her own way
 she sold her own sea shells on the sea shores of life
 and now she has plenty to pay for
 and pray for
 she's in for what's in store
 i abhor her misconduct
 she's run amuck
 run out of luck
 she banging the buck
 she's grabbing the crotch
 she's sitting there getting it stuck
 a wham and a bam and a damn
 i 'fes a no thanks to you ma'am
 you smell of smoked pike
 and i don't like green eggs and ham
  time laced through a needle's eye salty tears like oceans cry
 tear drop explodes cannot hide
 pry apart the lie inside
 sad song sung the deepest harm
 needle planted in her arm
 you better believeit's hard to conceive
 no way to aleve
 the pain you receive
 behave like a slave
 she looks at the grave
 the coming the going
 the yessin' the noin'
  she gave she can't come correct for her familiar tones
 can't come correct from all the broken bones
 can't come correct the lie is shown
 she can't come correct
  inoculation trapped in skin alleviation find some truth within asphyxiation
 misdirected trip
 needle work first prize
 you know she wanted to
 she nailed that arm to ice cold world gripped her like a vice
 fasten in won't let her go
 she melts down the grip is slow
 expect no way to detect respect
 accept neglect look in that mirror
 look at yourself reflect
 turning on and off all the lies
 sells herself trumped alibis
 there is a hole that i see in the sun
 lies fall like lava
 burning on the tongue
 watch the world forming a scar
 she begins to feel a bit like living tar
 you better believe the story beats the hell out of me
 comprende
 story beats the hell out of me
 comprende
  inoculation trapped in skin alleviation find some truth within asphyxiation
 misdirected trip
 needle work first prize
 you know she wanted to play
 play her own way
 she sold her own sea shells on the sea shores of life
 and now she has plenty to pay for
 and pray for
 she's in for what's in store
 i abhor her misconduct
 she's run amuck
 run out of luck
 she banging the buck
 she's grabbing the clutch
 she's sitting there getting it stuck
 a wham and a bam and a damn
 i 'fes a no thanks to you ma'am
 you smell of smoked pike
 and i don't like green eggs and ham
 sam i am
 
 she sells she's selling sea shells down at the sea shore of life
 like a porn star
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