I have lived a thousand years
I know what I saw
when they killed them all
now I’m on the run
& all the good ole boys
are afraid I’ll testify
but they’ll never catch me
I’m like the gingerbread man
no luck needed on my side
in the good old days
there was no such thing
of having your day in court
what was once civilized
has now taken a serious turn
march two thousand twenty-three
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