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Cause I went insane I laid track on his ass with a styrofoam bat But the president never did let me back after that Shit, I said, "**** you Who the **** needs a punk ass choo-choo crew anywho? I lie here every night I feel like if I focus And think of getting smaller I'll gradually get smaller And if I get small enough My trains will seem much bigger And I'll be the conductor The tiniest conductor Whatchu gonna do when I'm ****ing small Like one inch tall You won't see me coming at all When I crawl into your ear late at night Yeah, you heard me right mother****er, sleep tight And you think I'm just another bad dream But I'm a tiny little man in your bloodstream Little hands hold an artery shut Yeah, that's right mother****er, then what?