I tweeted this yesterday, but I’ve decided that the worst-rhyming rock-tune lyric is the following: “Hey, there, Mr. Brontosaurus / don’t you have a lesson for us?” It’s funny how you just snap into these realizations while driving on a freeway.
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I tweeted this yesterday, but I’ve decided that the worst-rhyming rock-tune lyric is the following: “Hey, there, Mr. Brontosaurus / don’t you have a lesson for us?” It’s funny how you just snap into these realizations while driving on a freeway.
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