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Trout Fishing In America
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The Alarm Clock Rings
I'm dreaming, floating in space,
All bundled up with the covers pulled over my face.
It's Saturday, I don't have to go to school,
I can sleep 'til who knows when,
My face comfortably stuck in drool.
And the alarm clock rings, the alarm clock rings,
It goes aXZXZX, I didn't even set that thing.
The alarm clock rings, it sounds like WWIII,
I wanna hit that thing till the snooze button brings me peace.
I'm dreaming, my head is floating in a cloud,
Floating in a wet cloud, soon I'll be snoring out loud.
Little birds are chirping, spring is in the air,
It's the weekend, I don't have to go anywhere.
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And the alarm clock rings, the alarm clock rings,
It goes aXZXZX, I didn't even set that thing.
I wanna hit it with a bat, feed it to the dog,
Gonna flush it down the toilet till the toilet gets clogged.
Gonna strap it to a rocket, shoot it off to Mars,
If it ever comes back I'm going to run over it with my car.
Gonna put it in a blender, throw it at the wall,
Hit with a hammer, drop it from a building that's 100 feet tall.
Shut up alarm clock! Who asked you? aXZXZX yourself…
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