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Blame it all on my roots I showed up with tools And ruined your Z tech affair The last one to know The last one to show I was the last one You thought you'd see there And I saw the surprise And the fear in his eyes (Shrek) When I cracked the trim piece in two And I looked at you Said, Shrek, I may get pissed But you'll never hear me complain'Cause I've got friends in low places (TT.Net) Where the Mobil1 drowns And the motul chases my blues away And I'll be okay I'm not big on social graces Think I'll slip on down to the oasis Oh, I've got friends in low places
 Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round heads in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. You can quote them. Disagree with them. Glorify or vilify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
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