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Desperate
Go to the church but the preacher he just preach at me
Go to the club but the women all ignore me
Want a relationship, I want to have a family
I'm schizophrenic, paranoid, tell me what is wrong with me
Desperate, I'm desperate why won't you hold me
Desperate, I'm desperate for the next moment
Desperate, I'm desperate I feel so lonely
Desperate, I'm desperate for the next moment
Go for a job but they don't like the look of me
They say "grow some hair, this is not 1970"
Want a Donna Reed but she think I'm too kinky
She don't like perverts, why ain't I a yuppy-Copernicus, Desperate
That is a totally unavailable song by a maniac who calls himself Copernicus. I feel safe in saying that not one of you has ever heard of him, and you probably never will again. But it was a very good and funny song.
Basically, Copernicus is an insane drunk. He does long, rambling, insane drunken rants on his records, with a few surprisingly good songs in between. One of these days I'll have to buy one of his albums, since I'll never find one on WinMX.
Okay, I was just unfair to Copernicus. The insane drunk thing is almost certainly at least partly an act. And his rants are actually quite funny.
God, I'm bored.
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like that line....
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Must...resist...temptation...
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