Freddy & His Mother

Somebody please get to my son
 He's in a bad place, he might have a gun
 He might count faces, he might swallow pride
 I might not have tried
 Down on the east side, everyone's down
 And down on the left side, everyone's down
 But up on the right side, everyone's sound
 Everyone's sound
 On the right side, everyone's sound
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 It's not in a pill, it's not in a pearl
 It's not in the sign on the way to the world
 It's when you hear them throwing to hurl
 Throwing to hurl
 And then they go "ha, ha ha ha ha"
 Take out the lights and bury the claw
 As you can see, he sees no lie past sun
 He sees no lie past sun
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 I sleep by the setting sun
 I swallow when the chewing's done
 I don't know what is wrong with me
 I don't leave the power on
 I love it before it's gone
 I don't know what is wrong with me
 I don't drive for fun
 Hands on eleven and one
 I don't know what is wrong with me
 I'll get while the getting's good
 I've grown tired and misunderstood
 I don't know what is wrong with me