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to keep hope alive Survive and '95, I'll get you paradise So I tried, nigga had to swallow his pride But look into my eyes, I'm too wise to cook fries Twelfth grade

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if it's what it seems I've been there many times before But only in my dreams (INSTRUMENTAL) How're you doin' out in California Now that you've made the grade

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6th Degree - Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence [42:04] music by Myung, Petrucci, Portnoy, Rudess I. OVERTURE [06:49] (instrumental) II. ABOUT TO

the Old '97; Gotta put her into Danville on time." Chorus: Well, it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville, On a line with a three-mile grade

to keep hope alive Survive and '95, I'll get you paradise So I tried, nigga had to swallow his pride But look into my eyes, I'm too wise to cook fries Twelfth grade