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Bones to the left of me
Bones to the right
Well I can't decide what to take from this flight
Oh silk you silly major
Silk is our food
You've been out there looking
But you found nothing good
Missed a little backdrop
The backdrop was poor
Didn't show the story
Had to guess to be sure
And still the silly major
He didn't know what to do
He bin' out there looking
But he found nothing good
And Oh what to do
Except to say "Poor little you"
'Cause we bin' out here looking for life
we bin' out here looking for life
while you're sitting idly by
'Cause that's what good friends do ... for you
Safe, I've got my sentiments socially primed
I know what to say if the moments arise
But still the silly major he don't know what to do
He bin' out there looking but
He ain't got a clue
And Oh what to do ...
Safe, I've got my sentiments socially primed
I know what to say if the moments arise
But still the silly major
Take it from me
