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C.E.O.
Cranking out another nineties jamWish I could do something newBut nobody wants to hear thatThey just want the classicsYou can't blame 'em, reallyThere's something special about your early shitI gotta grow upAnd be a real adultStop complainingAnd give the people what they wantHere comes the C. E. OI gotta keep this rocket in the sky (Gotta keep this rocket in the sky)You know, I was just a kid from ConnecticutAlone in my room playing with a Tascam 688I miss those daysI was happyTinkering in my roomAll those hoursChilling out in my cocoonHere comes the C. E. O (Uh-oh)I gotta keep this rocket in the sky (Gotta keep this rocket in the sky)I gotta stop thinking like a mad professor 'cause it'sIt's getting me nowhereIt's getting me nowhereHere comes the C. E. O (Oh-oh)I gotta keep this rocket in the sky (Gotta keep this rocket in the sky)I gotta stop thinking like a mad professor 'cause it'sIt's getting me nowhereIt's getting me nowhereHere comes the founder and the C. E. OWhoa, oh (Gotta keep this rocket in the sky)I gotta stop thinking like a mad professor 'cause it'sIt's getting me nowhereIt's getting me nowhere
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