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Alienation generation's constipationConsequence of years of OprahzationSuper-concentrated self infatuationI don't have a clueI don't trust those who doI'm just tryin' to shake theseJim Gordon BluesNow that every word has lost its meaningNow we know the image is deceivingI can't trust what I'm not believingI don't have a clueI don't trust those who doI'm just tryin' to shake theseJim Gordon BluesDon't kiss it, who knows where it's beenDon't think it, if it might offendDon't chase what's blowin' in the windI don't have a clueI don't trust those who doI'm just tryin' to shake theseJim Gordon BluesLetras de cancionesThe voices are screaming, constantly beratingA moment of silence would be so intoxicatingThe urge to kill can be so liberatingI don't have a clueI don't trust those who doI'm just tryin' to shake theseJim Gordon Blues From Letras Mania