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sitting in the boiler room grounded by the state for another day anticipating late rent if they get it their way and i can't stray too far got no loot for the bar so sit and i plot and i wait for the hour when i call the shots and we're haves not have-nots so its no room for cream what's the net key i'm lost in a land without work and i long for the thaw.