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I've been sitting today all alone
Seeing the dogs out there fighting their own
Well they all look like people with tears
Chasing each other for plastic and shit

Still the old man will sit on his bench
Feeding the birds, his intelligence I apprehend
And in between five or six he would sing
For his lady, that echoed like this

'Oh my baby, Rebel Lady,
May have something, she may have something
Oh my baby, Rebel Angel
Made for something, she's made for something'

See that girl don't even know left from right
She doesn't care as long as her tan is alright
Watching the pious how far they do walk
Shooting themselves only escalates my cause

'Oh my baby, Rebel Lady,
May have something, she may have something
Oh my baby, Rebel Angel
Made for something, she's made for something'

Still the old man will sit on his bench
Feeding the birds, his intelligence I apprehend
And in between five or six he would sing
For his lady, that echoed like this

'Oh my baby, Rebel Lady,
May have something, she may have something
Oh my baby, Rebel Angel
Made for something, she's made for something'

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