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This expedition's gotten way off course |
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And now you're asking for a man called horse |
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And I don't fit the bill |
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After stepping on a lockjaw nail |
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And remedy is bound to fail |
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If you don't take the pill |
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I wish my head had a tap |
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And I wish my mind had a drain |
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So I could shunt my fears away |
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I'm getting ready for a king-sized poke |
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About as funny as a punchline joke |
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I laugh until it hurts |
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I know you're hoping for a lead pipe cinch |
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But I've been looking for the right-sized wrench |
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To throw into the works |
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I wish my head had a tap |
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And I wish my mind had a drain |
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So I could shunt my fears away |
