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| I was sleeping in my cardboard box last night and someone drove by playing Imagine on their car stereo... | |
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| And I thought to myself, here's this filthy rich hippie prick singing about world peace. What a crock of shit! | |
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| Didn't he get shot to death? | |
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| Imagine all his money being willed to me | |
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