possibly resisting the diabolical urge to exterminate the entire universe by a mere push of a single button!
Let us all sing;
toylike people may be boylike
toylike people may be boylike
they're invisible when the trippin flips
they get physical way below my lips
and everything you got hoi-poloi like
now you're lost and you're lethal
and now's about the time you gotta leave all
these good people ..... dream on
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