| La letra de la cancion Trouble In 421 de Incubus The evening began as a positive swaret and my abode was 4-2-0 G. But little did I know that in the very next apartment there d be trouble on the brew for me! Ubiquitous I wish I could be because the clock cuts short my own day! One hundred things to do before I rest my sore ass upon the cushion that supports my array! Can this be? Trouble!!! So if I may, slip you a tip. You d best stay away from 4-2-1. Trouble!!! So get high the green way. So get by the green way...yes! I knocked upon their door in hopes of bidding them their welcome and instead I was caught by an eye. His pupil was wide open kinda like a liquor barn at 3:00. It was indoubadoubly dose derived. It was then that they took me and shined their light between my eyes. He said "What are ya new? Why are you here? What s the catch? Why not explain in clear? Why you re peakin around?!" I wish I could ve just kept to my own. My hospitality has been too well spent and I ve paid my rent! I should ve kept my thoughts, on who might ve been inside so that my mind could sit and delude my pride! I beg my common sense to keep my neighbor out away from my front door until i find a way to hide myself from those in 4-2-1.......one ..one away from the good one.
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