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By Jack Joseph Smith
What The Hell
If I did not have a cross I would not have a tale to tell
I was even asked to rob a train and I said no
The old way,,what the hell
There I saw Geronimo at ten years old
Apache territory and a totem pole
This was the beginning
of what the hell
In that possibly there is a being
Or something phony,
rapped in a shell