Radio Mano, Papa Chango

Where is Haxi? Don't ever mistake me being dothable contentment

Don't ever mistake my anger for resentment

Radio Mano, Papa Chango

If the cause of the past is not the right thing to do

I'll find a way to save my life

Well, the danger on the rock is insured in hand

Still I remain trapped in the back

Yes, I remember the time in Oklahoma

You tried to blame an era but the whitey was the bomber

You'd be jumping to conclusions

I think you spent your whole life watching cable in seclusion

It is what it is in that home

What are you going to do?

With some fool look up on a clear day

And say that this cause not a true enough

Three, three, three, three, three, three, three, three, four

And there you have it ladies and gentlemen

The first, uh, tangentially speaking intro mashup

I don't know what got into me this morning

But I just felt like doing that

So let me know if you like it

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