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Leitch |
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My father cut his toe off |
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In a rotary lawn mower |
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And my mother burst a blood vessel |
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When my younger brother went to jail. |
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So I told her not to worry |
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Not to get in such a flurry |
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We're just an ordinary family |
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With the usual calamity. |
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When I was just a virgin lad |
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My mother faked a suicide |
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Because she found the tell-tale sign |
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Of puberty upon the sheets. |
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So I told her not to worry |
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Not to get in such a flurry |
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We're just an ordinary family |
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With the usual calamity. |
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We always try to look our best |
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We always take care when we dress |
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We always wear clean underwear |
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In case we're in an accident. |
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When I become a married man |
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With children of my very own |
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Will I lay my inhibitions on |
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And criticise their sexuality ? |
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Will I use them to protect respect ? |
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Will I try to own them flesh and bone ? |
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Or will I be their equal friend ? |
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Encouraging their new ideas ? |
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For the future lies within their hands |
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And the salvation of all these lands |
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Yes, the ordinary family |
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Is the only way to set us free. |
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Set us free, set us free |
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Set us free, set us free |
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Set us free. |