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"this is a mad house," she goes straight for the palm |
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"you'll be luck to make it till tuesday" |
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I say "you must be joking, the idea's absurd" |
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But the picture's hanging on her every word |
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But she comes right back, her black velvet cat |
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Has gone smiled all over the carpet |
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He says "i know my rights, i've got nothing to say" |
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But he cried all night on the night 'n' day |
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I've seen the naked flame |
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And i'm turning my eyes away |
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"yes it's a mad house," the minister shouts |
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But his words drown out in the crowd |
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He says "i open my mouth and some idiot speaks" |
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So he strikes the service for another two weeks |
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Then the party's over, it's a free-for-all |
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I'm under the table, i got my foot in the door |
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Well she's a natural leader, and she's bound to win |
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She's just waiting for the burning to begin |
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I've seen the naked flame |
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It's gonna burn me again |
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I'm dying down in the rain |
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And i'm turning my eyes away |
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(rotsey/hirst/moginie) |
