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you and his knobz got nothin to shoot
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i got a sick six shooter with a handfull of salt
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in fact i got better than that
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joe will go ballistic when he sees my bug-a-salt gun
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i actually got one in the oven
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ready for the summer
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Bug-A-Salt New Zealand
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figured out how much i spent on pest contol last year
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and how much less i spent on entertainment having extra cats around
Thu 8:14 PM
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Fri 3:20 AM
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Audio call
3:20 AM
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And the placketv also-rans…
Phil Judd
Nick Cave
Robert Plant
Fri 7:38 AM
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the guy from the narcs
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well they were no knobz were they
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a narc or a knob, no difference in the end
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in the end we’re all just knob enz
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the knob endz here
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remember glasnost
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glasknobst
Fri 10:29 AM
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This is the enz
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The beautiful enz
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The split enz
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Enz to means
Like the Diego case
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Withered not quite accurately
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When the Whitehouse needs bulletproof venetian black curtains you know you’re doing something right
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Something so strong
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As the spy who loved me
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Nobody Does It Better – Carly Simon – The Spy Who Loved Me
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Aka the MiPillow guy
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Mike mindfuck
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Lindell
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200,000 light years from home
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So far ahead of us yet so far behind
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Ingrained in the universe stellar minefields blinded by the wheatfields wrapped up like a double
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Wrapped up like a double Barney Rubble in the still of the headlamps of the night
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Whipped out on the front page of the Herald
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Buying it for all its worth
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All the way across the universe
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Jail guru Deja voodoo
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We knowxexactly what you’re talking sbout
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LockHimUp

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Heads up to the night man in the King house
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the all day knight, the dark knight of morning town
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Crown the new king with a new set of thprns
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a day in the night
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ring the bells the king has ringworm
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Wise up herald the new dawn awakes
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the only king i need is the king of spades
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Don’t fear the ringworm
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sound the alarm the king is on the prowl
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welcome to the jungle, jim
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you better watch yr step, ant man
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However many cowbell you have it’s never enough
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any ant would know better
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Don’t get me started on ants🐜
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ant man! i don’t know you from adam
ant man – they say you can lift 1000× yr own weight…that’s great
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but have a care, watch your step
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Quelle heure
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What’s the time Wolfie Smith
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a falling piano may crown you, a glass of water could drown you
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freedom for tooting ain’t licence to toot
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stay in your lane
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You can’t have a care and rat it
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or face the music
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Eat it
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They shoot horses don’t they
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rat it…rat it…no one wants to be de-fatted
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Only when they lose
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shoot a horse if he runs
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It’s a rat trap honey
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And you been caught
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Hamstrung in charlottes web
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a rat on a hot tin roof, prince albert in a can
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Four legs good, eight legs better
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If I could save thyme in a bottle
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I’d send you some now and again
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https://youtu.be/DyH7-RZ_Lps

Wild Billy Childish & The Blackhands – Who Do You Think You Are Kidding Mr Hitler? – 2008
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spider man may bite you, batman ‘s just as bad
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a bottle of time or a bottle of space, ask einstein
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einstein was a vegetarian
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I originally misheard that sing as ‘Mister Riddler’ … what a different world it could have been could it have been had I’d had the wearwithall and ears to have raised the akarm
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Mea culpa
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https://youtu.be/fITm3NKn9Og

Los Apson – Satisfacción (1965)
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The bats brought us COVID
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robert scott did 9/11
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Via the wet markets next to the jab
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Don’t get me started on Bob Scott, please
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I’ve seen his ufo paintings
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the bat man has landed
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That’s quite enough for me
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The moon has landed on Don knott’s porch
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Say “cheese” for the wolman
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Get a load of these
Fri 11:50 AM
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Give the clap to the wolfman
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The wolf of wall street is wearing no trousers
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The wolf with no trousers in Saint James Square by the statue of napoleon is keeping perfectly still
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The Spy Who Loved Me • Nobody Does It Better • Carly Simon
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Nobody does it better
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Boy could she razzle the dazzle on the 101 keys
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Sometimes I feel I’d like to have 101 keys
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There must be 99 ways of singing the blues
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I got 96 tears from 96 eyes
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Human Fly Lyrics by Cramps
Fri 8:23 PM
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fly like an eagle, fly like a fly
keep it zipped like george zipper
the king of the sky
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an eagle lands in washington square
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his hair was perfect
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Queen for a day
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A mockingly aliggt
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Alighted just one time
In Tottenham square
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I told em don’t do It
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Go up to to Wales
Where any.old music will do
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Take no prisoners in the alley
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whales off the coast of ireland, ant man’
on the isle of man
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There ain’t no ant mam
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It ain’t no unicorn
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ant man has left the building
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N9 room for both on this Horse built for the forlorn
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The ship with no anchor
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It’s journey has no end
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The ship of Paul Anka
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Diana
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ThTs the deadly trend
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a wanker with an anchor tattooed on his arm
a sailor on dry land
never left the farm
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never said hello to a sailor
never said boo to a goose
exchanged a few words with a duck one time
i believe his name was bruce
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Paul Anka- Diana
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anka’s dropped the anchor
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She was a he when I Mei him
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But that was a while ago
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I was on the wild side then
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shaved his head on the night train, plucked his eyebrows on the greyhound bus
congratulations junior
now youre one of us
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Wicked walking you know the straight thro
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we accept you
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A step to the left
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nothing but the naked truth, naked as a duck
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Occasionally with an elf
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You kmow whatever I want
I just be happy ‘nough to please myself
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With a modern eld
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Straight off the shelf
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Arms unbounded
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Confounded, dazed and Confused
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Irritated, annoyed, kick-ass angry, red-faced hyper, storms
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Lazy like a limp bIzkat
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That’s the way I like It
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Who pays the ferry, man
You know you like it like that
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Don’t fear the the ferryman
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Next time you go to ferrymead
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Last yrain accident happened there in 1956
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Ruling from the Queen’s Counil at the time was the lad had a brief knee
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Get over it son
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Were not all paper wolves
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From one day to the next
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We are animals
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We all breamthe, we all have hooves
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We arecthe world
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How else could we function?
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We couldn’t have tuned up happenstance
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We are the champioms
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Lionized on the outskirts of polarized science
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Who’s bloody war is it anyway?
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You got the blood, we all got the blood, except for the biologically anemic
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drink our blood like the count, you can count on the blood count
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Some people claim they have the blood of their forefathers, fat lot.of good that’ll do yo u in the 2020’s
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If there’s anyone you can count on it’s big Bird and the Count
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The cat in the hat comes and goes
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That’s life, life is like a cat in a hat
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bottles of blood, smashing to the basement floor one by one
count them as they fall
like piggies in the sun
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blood of a giant bird, falling like rain
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You never know what your broom will scrape up once you start sweeping the rags and the drippings out of their place
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rags & scattered dirt
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So many brien shards of glass
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a smell that lingers
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Whisties, one or two
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Silver bells by the cartload
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dirty feet & sticky fingers
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Diamond rings, yes I’ve had a few
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diamonds in the gravel, aces high
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Silently falling. Through the rooftop
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Down through the middle, I git diamonds till bedtime
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I don’t need a penny I’m OK on my own
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throw a bum a quarter
throw a dog a dime
throw your hands in the air
hit me baby 1 more time
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Duane Zarakov
remember the days of glasnost
we looked to the decadent west
the promise of money for nothing
or sometimes even less
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Thank goodness I don’t have kids to drain me
God bless the child that’s got his own (balls that is… texas tea. Black gold. ISIS Irish Creme. The Big Apple. Memphis Mama. The Louisiana Loosies. The Alabama Mamas…”. ah those were the days
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Not to mention Kim Hill and Karen Hay in their day
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Phwooooarr
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park your car on the levee
roll a smoke
keep your eye on the police helicopters
no joke
the kids are wise to the scam now
they’re onto the truth
smiling faces sometimes
& the sasquatch on the roof
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SOUNDVIF THE POLICE
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screaming timeout in your ear
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Every freaking munute
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England is screaming
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BOBBOIES ON BICYCLES TWO BY TWO
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bob the biker, peddling his papers
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Westminste Abbey the Tower of Big Ben
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I read the news today, oh boy
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we are mere human garbage, byond the pale
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Fuck off on your paper round boy
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palefaces beyond the pale
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I get it , the queens dead
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paperboy you’re a paper tiger
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The queen is gone
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roaring in the morning mist
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Oh tell me something I don’t know
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Give me a fucking break
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the alchemist’s apprentice, his face beaded with sweat
cycling thru the negro streets at dawn
his socks are stinking wet
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You heard of the fucking internet?
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it’s the new paper
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can’t wipe yer arse on google search results
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She’s wearing the socks that I left in that hair by the door
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Your arse, my ‘BING’ results
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Swaying like the last elf on the shelf at the end of January
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Sweating like a pig
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Hoping nobody notices
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The elephant lives
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Duane Zarakov
the elephant is in the room upstairs
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Like a rogue ostrich
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meditating in silence
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Nobody knows the elephant is there
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the elephant on the hill
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But they all talk about it
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In their intimacy
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Like the Duke of wales
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Whenever he renegged on a date with his Sweetheart
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On a boat in a river, Masked in cellophane eyes
Somebody told me incredibly cruelly
Hey girl , you wanna get high?
Hush now don’t you weep clap for the jiggy jiggy
Tell Mr Elvis the news
We’re getting pop
It’s a strange fruit
Wheels on fire it’s the
Heaviest load
But I don’t mind
It’s just my brother
Like Linkin’ logs
We’re a chain o’ fools
Simply the best
I’d burn for you
Sometimes there’s something worth
Burning to
1:29 AM
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babylons burning
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b=b-b-b-b-b-b bad to the bone
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the easter egg hunnt is on
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twitter wel ge a
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twitter will get you anyhow
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sometimes they wrestle with your pouch
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said the monkey to the spade
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there must be some way out of thiis disolusion
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i cannot get\ no rekiief
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shiny hyperbbolie
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bennie and the jets
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telegram sam
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a sweetheart deal with a headfull of heavy
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loves him so much, like a brother quite ready
1:58 AM
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i’m not no linguist, no Faulnere or Coward
nor do i claim to be Sir Ronnie Howard
or Prancer or Vixen2
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Pincer at the realms oth the pinzer unir
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out in the brigades
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lettimg it off wiith the trumpetig south twelthing trumpet uint
2:23 AM
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Footloose and fancy free
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Sent my sister to the city limits
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Because it’s hip to be free
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Nice work if you can get it
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Boy that sounds swell
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Sayonara is all I can say
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Kia Ora Chiahuahuwawa
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These are the good old days
4:15 AM
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We are the world
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We are the nineties
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Freedom has legs
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There is a better day
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I know and love my godchildren
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They’re borne so incredibly. High
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Twenty flight rock
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Man I’d merely m.
8:54 AM
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Who are you? The elephant has left the room
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Twin sisters sew their own seeds at the station
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Normalize this you know your jazz friends serve you welll
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Going the distance
Making the elvish tower
Seeking the welleishers
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Going the distance
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Trying the case
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Let it all hang out
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Give the dog a bone
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With all the wear-with-all
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The big skinny
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Kills like a knife
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Sinks like a stone
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Cuts like a kid
Cute as a kid
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Elephant stone don’t think twice about it
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Elephants have life too
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Look em in the future
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The evil eye
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Severance
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Toilet mister
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Choice twelvstair development in the fallow instant
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Well it’s a swell party
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In the snow
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When the hairs on the back of my neck begin to rise
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an elephant’s lot in life
a room of his own
his dragging weary footfalls ‘cross the prairie
to his eternal home
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Prickling the back of my jerkojff t shirt
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home on the range for the elephant, man
a refuge for hippo & rhino
on the mean streets of great cities
to sleep in the alley like a wino
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I want to break free from my tee
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Duane Zarakov
no rest for a pachyderm in this crazy world, better pack your trunk once more
hit the trail for a better spot
on the streets of baltimore
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Elephant man
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Where can you be?
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every man his own elephant
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shake a tree, the fruit will fall
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like hailstones in the winter
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Who do you think you are kidding Mr Elephant man
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Fruit fall for the wayside
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It’s just a wing-stream for the human maelstrom
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There’s a lady who gets it
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It’s an inside job
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She’s swelling up like a seven eleven
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She tweets like a trumpet
Loves me like a rock
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Video call
9:38 AM
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Video call
9:42 AM
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Video call
9:43 AM
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Truly just for a short while there’s no blood on my han
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Spirit on the kneelbone
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Whistle to the wheel
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Slave to the rhythm
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Who’s life counts anyway
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Who the fuck are you?
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Nobody knows
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There is no future
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In Englands dreaming
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God save the. King
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E’s gonna need ir
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Ears like that
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They’re only fit for COVID
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Tramps like us
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Baby we were bin to run
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severin severin your elephant does await you
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standing by the wall
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You’re never gonna lose is you’re standing by the wall
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I was five foot six inches tall
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It was very nice
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Oh honey,it was paradise
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In Berlin
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The suitcases are waiting
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Tapering off ro the tinted wibows
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Spellbound like a sheet of shredded potatoes
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Who could have known.the
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Why should you
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The edge of the moon
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Duane Zarakov
pack your trunk elephant man, we’re hitting the road again
i hear the sirens song once more where wolves walk upright like men
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Is nobody’s business but it’s own
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Duane Zarakov
the moon is high, we’re out of gas, & trump is still president
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Walk like a dog,wG your tail
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Nobody’s faulf but mine
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Me and noddy
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Nobody else
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Tide is high
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The weather is uncouth
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walk like an elephant, talk like an elephant
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fowl weather for chickens
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Like a Virgini ant
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can chickens chickens get the monkey pox, that’s the burning question
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Duane Zarakov
burn the question & rake out the ashes
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Tread on for the very first.time
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You unsent a message
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You’ll end up paying the bills
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Don’t Tread on me
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I’m not town’s van zant
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tread softly on a soft machine
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He certainly could on a good day
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Duane Zarakov
the soft footfalls of the elephant upstairs
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Some days I just cant
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crying into his beer
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The tide is high-heels you can hear the elephant sluping his tears
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96 tears into one glass
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A glass full of tears
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96 percent tears
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What a wat tp make a living
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Crying in a beer
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Duane Zarakov
tears of a clown in a pint glass, only a clown would drink it
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I guess it works for mick and bob, not something I would want to do
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beer for a bear, he’s had all he can stand
how long must he bear this burden
a slave to the elephant man
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Duane Zarakov
https://youtu.be/ZkZu67j2AxM

Summer’s Gone Now – The Topics
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Clown tears dry on their own
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In their own good time
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Summertime
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Th living is easy
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Fish are.jumpimg
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tears flood my clown shoes, soak my fluorescent socks
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white fish can’t jump
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Gee whizz I wish they’d atop5
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jump a shark, take him by surprise
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If all the fish in Europe could hop in a box
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Weird have a rocking good way to mess around
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Take the shark by its balls
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Let’s make no bones about it
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Potsie Webber weathered it
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a fish don’t lie
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a trout unmasked, his beady eyes wide open
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You know I sleep with the fish
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ask a fish for the time of day, he’ll tell you it’s time to sleep
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a lazy good for nothing fish, slumbers in the deep
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lead a fish to water
fry him in a pan
hes got other fish to fry & he’ll fry them if he can
Duane Zarakov
Duane Zarakov
every fish has his price
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Fish ain’t nothin new. To me
..
Duane Zarakov
what’s love got to do with the price of fish
well i’ll tell you in a second
my father said every fish must have his price
or at least that’s what he reckoned
Duane Zarakov
Duane Zarakov
the child is father to the fish
a fish is no man’s son
a desperado son of a fish
who lives & dies by the gun
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All I got reckoned. With my high class 12 inch reciord or two
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Is if you’re not Carly simon,
Led zep or the Beatles you cab probably forget about that
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Well maybe pink flord at a pinch
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Obviously Roxy Music . Buzzcocks the Clash and the Damned
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And the good bits of Public Image Ltd. And the Specials and new Age Steppers and magazine, Buzzcocks etc,
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Not to mention the stooges and new york dolls
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Hell yeah
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Fuck the rest of the world
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You unsent a message
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https://youtu.be/E1I4A5yazr4

New York Dolls – Personality Crisis
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Well actually Farnhams
“burn for you” about as good a quality song as anything by the NY dolls or stooges if you ask me under oath.
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But that’s just me being honest.
To be fair probably favorite songs are Roxy “Psalm” and
Bowie/Lennon “Fame”
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Too fucking good
4:07 PM
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AND “iNN GADA DA VIDA
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and love her mag’y
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madly
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and eminem kill you
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and ‘have you seen your mother baby standing iin the shadows
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and brian jonestown massacree “anemone”< pink floyd see Emily play, ACDC whole lotta love. hit me with your rhythm scthtkick, boomtown rats like clockwork i don’t likne mondays, gloomy sunday, fiorever tuesday monmning, fridaw on my minnd, sweet littlle Thursday (I wououldnt trade it or any other day of the week), tomorrow
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[always a day away), Yesterday, a week of wet weekends
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Saturday nights alright for fighting, loose links sink ships
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tomorrow never knows its a the old soft shoe
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gimme that tap tap tap tap
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on the homor role
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homor Simpson
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yes your homoor
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real horrorshow
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hows your father
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i heard he wasn’t up for much
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not really. not likely
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i said ‘captain’ he said ‘what”?
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he was simply the best
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but at times he was a twat
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got a whole lot of footloose
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sing if you’re glad
even if you’re not gay
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fancy free, away with the fairies
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elephant ha rights too up to the rafters
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up to your knees with a bottle of Clatyons
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chug-a-lugged a box full of Clatyons last night
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boy have i got a damn headache
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flew into the flight tower at Miami beach
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didn’t get a wink of sleep the whole damn night
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courtesy of Bozo
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with nausea dripping down his chops
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filthy pands oozing with goo
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on the black and white checkerboard squareboard dancefloor
they make it look like its spongebobs invisible hair
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trouble at the order
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the border is closed
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trickling from the bottom of his eleanor rigby planst
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from the rubty tuesday underpants to the tippy tips of his high heeled clothes
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you got a wealth of comfort in your meat-axe griizz-winder
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I’d like to paint a picture for you
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i’d like to buy the world a coke and pour it into a stew
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my name is Stew
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HOW DO YOU DO?
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schools out for summer
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the eagle piles it on
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pirates of the penzance
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visors of the horn
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turn of the computer
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turn off your mind
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kill a queen
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kill bill gates
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you know you want to
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no jobs for steve jobs
you know he’s done all the big jobs
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quitting is foir quitters
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you can’;t quit if youre between a rock and a hard one
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picallilli litter, my little strumpet
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what would the cat in the hat make of that
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Mount Pleasant? well it was OK I guess
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trim and tidy better yhan an elephant’s ear
Duane Zarakov
well it can be arraged
withjust a word in mr elephant’s ear
Duane Zarakov
Duane Zarakov
arranged*
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if i could store thyme id in an a sealed glass bottle
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i;d be a millionaire
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who wants to be a millionaire
Duane Zarakov
Duane Zarakov
a bottle of time, i’d skull it in one m8
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i can’t afford to hear
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hear hear
Duane Zarakov
Duane Zarakov
time gentlemen please
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i’d drip in some hemlock to boot
Duane Zarakov
your time is my time, my time is yours
Duane Zarakov
Duane Zarakov
https://youtu.be/hIqwzQ7g-Cc

The Chambers Brothers – Time Has Come Today (Audio)
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boot up that computer why dontcha
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the tide is high thats why we say ‘up yours’
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Mme Chambers as deep as her love
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Elvis is all over the place
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quench my thirst with a drop from the eales beak
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quell my trust with the thirst of a well-read bird
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trundling off to the countdown
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only because the pak’n’save’s closed
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i guess you heard the queen died
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stick-man wherever can you be
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i would love to be a fly on the wall
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tor 17 seconds
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if that could be done
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twelve nights in heaven
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how hard can it be
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you know it aint easy
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an elephant hit the roof
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nowhe’s hit the dig time
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full-throatedly coughing like a sailor cursing into the wind
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twinkling over the railings into the the deep blue sea
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the tumbleweeds hurtle along
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but lets not get down in the weeds
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Bert Weedon drove his truck to the Levee
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when he got there, there was nothing there
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no mistaking it
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i’m not buying it
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lets face it
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theres no way out of it
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its incredible
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the lunatics are indivivible
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theres a night nurse in shining armour
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with a couple of minutes for pure amour
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in the darkroom we;ll see what deveelops
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glow in the dark glory-hole alley
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Mohammed Ali, attaboy
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pull down my towers
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they’re not made of stone
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beat my spades ibto ploughshres
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bring me mt grain
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my
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pull up the ladder jack
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i’m on board
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suddenly summer is here
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its the wind between the wings of a selfish bird
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a cursory drop-kick felt-stitched glowing through the black velvet twinkling diamonds
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crushing their precious hordes into mincemeat
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12 hours in the moonlight
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if i’d only known
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there was no equivalence there
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tonights the knightss turn
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to make this house a home
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with all the frequencies in the world
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Ken, you dont know what in the world you’re on about
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this one goes out to R.E.M.
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called up the postman to say “Let Him Go”

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Fraggle Rock

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life on speed

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live and learn

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clap for the postman

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post haste

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expeditiously