Im a piece of dirt
yet Im the king of the earth
And Im a vermins Crumb
another minscule God
and then a billboard reads
That 'This is it'
and I look around
but nothing fits
...no nothing fits
So when you see me smile
you better start to run
cause im going three miles
With my atomic fun
Ive got a broken train
where my mind is placed
Its counting down the day
Until my viewpoints made
Now Ive got nerves of pure steel
And Im steady and furious
Watching the world flay and peel
you say 'dont be so serious'
And Im the king of dirt
but this is not my earth
No, this is not my earth
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