You don't understand! I could have had class. I could have been a contender but that would require courage. I could've been somebody, instead of being a troubled man who questions himself everyday. That is who I am. I've got a feeling I'm not in my delusional la-la-land anymore. So, here's looking at me, kids. Fasten your seatbelts. It's going to be a bumpy night in the freak show that is my life.What we have here is failure to communicate. Now that we see these signs, perhaps help is at hand and we can sit back and enjoy the smell of a defrosted napalm in the post apocalyptic morning. I'm definitely not going to say, Made it, Ma! Top of the world! Hah! They call me Mister Witty - and I'm as mad as hell, ain't going to take this anymore! I can't handle the truth. I want to be alone. After all, tomorrow is another day. Mom always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get. A boy's best friend is truly, his mother. And life is a banquet, its just that most poor suckers are starving to death!
La-dee-da, la-dee-da.
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