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No, I'm not rude and greedy,
No, I'm not proud and arrogant,
Though not for someone else whose back
While not hiding trembling .
In my dreams beautiful
And vociferous expression ,
In my reckless actions
Lives vulnerable soul .
No, I'm not rude and greedy,
I'm on the road and in the state ,
And in the darkened doorways
We selected the bread is not weak .
I visited often hurried ,
Sometimes been impatient
Fall in love with beautiful girls ,
In trouble friends betrayed .
No, I'm not rude and greedy,
Not echoed , not omnivorous ,
In the cases I was not Joe Blow ,
In extreme error was not looking ,
Did not fall in the dust before the rock
And confessed to God ,
And the cruelty of cruel
By chance, he did not.
No, I'm not rude and greedy,
And self gratifying
Though perhaps not fluently
My sound recognition ,
And my heart , no, not stale
Soul has not yet cooled off ,
And because it is not true ,
Sometimes crying and sore ... 1997 .
