Oh boy, Barney's on Fire
It's what, we always desired
Smoke flies up so high
The purple jerk's about to die
Now sing him a lullaby
Smoking, a ciggarette
Killing a Green Beret
He burned himself
And now
Oh boy, Barneys on fire
It's what, we all desire...
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IceStorm- Hail of thoughts
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