Wah, wah, wah, I'm the rocket man,

Flying up above so high, like a diamond in the sky, something to lift me up, inside, twice,

A fourth time, for this slow rhyme, please hurry it up, we can see your love, a lemon, a crime, and a dime of surprise weed,

Have you ever walked the streets of Brooklyn?

No, thank you,

Its been going on for too long,

This love story, let the dogs out, a sad win, a lime,

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No, please don't rhyme,

I'm sad, walking home,

I want to go to France,

I wonder if I could pull it off,

Homeless in France,

It would push you out,

Welp, what about crime?

How about you stop cursing, something about losing, boo hoo,

Something about height,

Someone gave me a fright, a light, a kite, and a kit-kat bar,

Where’d he go?

I think I missed it,

Do you smell flowers,

It could work,

I doubt you could achieve it,

Reality check,

Something, something, am I poor,

I guess he was sad,

And he died there,

The poet,

Fell into the abyss,

Hi, I'm the abyss,

How are you,

Then he walked into the horizon,

He wanted to go East,

He wanted to feast, on some pussy cats, a three-tailes fox,

Does heaven have barbecues?

Cows must go to heaven,

Or how would I eat meat?

Up there, between those thighs,

Then the flood washed us away...