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I know a tale that very surely must be told |
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Hard to believe, but certainly as true as gold |
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It's an enigma, an exception in mankind |
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Hark to my words and let the story twist your mind |
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There was a man who lived in the U.S. |
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Quite average he was, I must confess |
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Quite decent, fair and settled as they say |
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And here the story takes its course |
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Fooled by your guts - |
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They're brewing alcohol |
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Fooled like a klutz - |
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Fooled by your own brewing guts |
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Belly-brewed beer - |
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Who ever heard of that? |
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Belly of fear - |
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Fear of your own belly-beer |
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They found him drunk with 3,70 per mill |
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"I do not drink!" he swore to heaven and to hell |
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No one believed him until finally one day |
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Special doctor luckily would meet his way |
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They locked him in a secret hideaway |
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And nourished him on diet every day |
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Whenever he ate any kind of carbs |
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The story sadly took its course |
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Fooled by your guts - |
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They're brewing alcohol |
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Fooled like a klutz - |
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Fooled by your own brewing guts |
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Belly-brewed beer - |
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Who ever heard of that? |
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Belly of fear - |
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Fear of your own belly-beer |
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They found saccharomyces cerevisiae |
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Within his guts one liberating day |
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A fungus turning starch to alcohol |
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Where can I get that one? |
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Fooled by your guts - |
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They're brewing alcohol |
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Fooled like a klutz - |
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Fooled by your own brewing guts |
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Belly-brewed beer - |
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Who ever heard of that? |
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Belly of fear - |
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Fear of your own belly-beer |
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Fooled by your guts! |