What are you wanting from me? Look over my shoulder as much as you
please.
We're primed and we're ready to go toe to toe with disease.
And what are you hoping to see? Would it set you aback if I dropped to
my knees?
We're running the guantlet and filling our socks with debris.
And what kind of game should it be? If I played any faster, my tendons
would freeze.
And the boys in the back room are charging exhorbitant fees
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