BAAAD TO THE BONE
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Woke up this mornin’, felt the wool on my back,
Mama said, “Follow the herd,” but I’m off the beaten track,
I’m grazin’ where I want, chewin’ on the grass,
While they play it safe, I’m breakin’ the glass!
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Baa-ad, baa-ad to the bone,
I don’t follow the flock, I’m on my own,
Baa-ad, baa-ad to the bone,
A renegade ram, I roam and roam!