Pedestrians

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The boy's painted legs… Legs? The best jeans say made. Say made? Made in Sri Lanka. Have you ever been? Been to Sri Lanka? Only... Every time you walk in your walk-in closet… Turns out your ass has been all over the third world. Blue vending machines on every other level. I want to scream don't drink. Don't drink… Don't drink, don't drink! Don't drink… Don't drink, don't drink! Don't drink the water. Hip hop blaring upstairs. Pedestrians are driving chairs. Hip hop blaring upstairs. Pedestrians are driving chairs. Chairs? Please allow me to be a little more deliberate as I… I deliberate, and liberate a young mind from the coal mine. Yeah, we're all fuel… Yeah, we're all fuel... Yeah, we're all... Yeah, we're all fuel… Yeah, we're all fuel… Yeah, we're all... Yeah, we're all fuel… Yeah, we're all fuel… Yeah, we're All! Yeah, we're all… Yeah, we're all Pedestrians.

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from Sadie Hell, released January 2, 2010
Ben Welland, Cindy Olberg

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