"The First Cuss" as written by and Watt....
The first cuss it bust the rust right off of the padlocks
Sprung the cells as well
Wrung the bells on the alarm clocks

Raymond's paintings stating faking is the shits
while Minnesota's busting quotas on the blues lick
Mowing and hoeing and growing from towing the bonus weight
from tradition's mission of vision wide as the great lakes
now the formula calls for us to play the same part
fifty times more but fuck it


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