Strut King

Break a luca, break a leg in time
Lose a footshell or you lose your mind
Get on top, get on top, get on it
What to do when it’s no-one to strut it
When you find good luck to hell
All live and swollen hurt
You’re quite but strike assailant
Feel alright, feel alright, hard to show it
Take a left, take a right, born to strut it
Oh, joy, from your righteous eyes
If some died from a stress wound
Would wine
Oh, joy, from your righteous eyes
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