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The Wild Man Blues

Beneath this civil surface
There’s someone you can’t see
He’s the howling, growling monster,
The wild man in me.

It might be kind of funny
If it wasn’t so damn sad,
He only likes his pleasure
If it’s nasty and it’s bad.

He can be nice and friendly
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