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Some funny folks like to shoot off rocketsOthers like to pick your pockets |
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Some even kill when they feel the urge |
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Some just go in for perjury |
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I, too, have a passion that I can't understand |
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It comes out when I hear a band |
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I like to recognize the tune |
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I like to savvy what the band is playing |
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I keep saying, |
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"Must you bury the tune?" |
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I got to know the answer soon |
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Is it a cat meowing in the attic? |
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Or is it static? |
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Must you bury the tune? |
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A guy called Buddy |
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Plays the drums like thunder |
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But the melody is six feet under |
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There isn't anyone immune |
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They kill Billy Roses and Puccinis |
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Don't be meanies |
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Must you bury the tune? |
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I gotta to recognize the tune |
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So that these crazy songs are on the newslist |
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I want to recognize the tune |
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Guys I'm playing nothing but the cool lad (?) |
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This guy called Buddy |
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Plays the dreums like thunder |
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But the melody is six feet under |
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There isn't anyone immune |
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They kill Billy Roses and Puccinis |
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Don't be meanies |
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Must you bury the tune? |
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I give a million that I can hear |
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Melody that's free and clear |
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Must you bury the tune? |
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The tune, the tune, |
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The tune, the tune, |
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The tune, the tune, |
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The tune. |
