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pants: PRETTY SURE I DON'T EXIST pants: WHO ASKED THE SUN TO COME UP ANYWAY pants: WE GOT GHOSTS HERE pants: I CALL IT STUFF FALLS ON THE FLOOR AND BLAME THE CATS pants: MOSTLY I TURN UP THE STEREO, THE FURNACE pants: IF YOU SPIT IT OUT ON MY STOMACH pants: I'M GOING TO MOP IT UP WITH YOUR HAIR pants: EVENTUALLY I'LL FIND THE RADIO IN YOUR HEAD HOLD STILL