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That slime looks so good on your face |
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One for charm, one for disgrace, cunt |
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In the back of the truck I find the antidote |
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All the passengers know it's time to jump the boat |
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Your children will remember everything you say |
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Never doubt that you're leading them astray |
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But you're welcome |
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You're welcome |
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But he cannot console |
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'Cause he swallowed it whole |
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The millions will cry at the cut of his schpiel |
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Paints his words red and kissed with his seal |
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He thinks that it's real but he's got it all wrong |
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You put the fun in dysfunction with a steely shoe |
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Too long a heaven to stretch on shorter skies of blue |
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If you could hold your head up and find the sense to say |
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Only then could laudation come your way |
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But you're welcome |
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But I dealt it in spades |
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Forgot what I had said |
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Noo |
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Pronounce me dead longevity I can still find away |
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Find in pages easy |
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Polish and make greasy, coins in my hand's palm |
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Unload on him it's easy, wind up and let go |
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Saints informed |
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But I cannot appeal |
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Against this sentence |
