Don’t push me into the second row
and make me second fiddle, No!
This is my concert, my stage, my town, my planet…
I’m always putting myself in the
First Chair dammit
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Hey, it’s my surfboard
and my sweet wave
let me ride it long with wisdom
or massage my misbehave
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I’ll allow all things for you,
please,
find your own chair and own wave
Namaste
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