They were hanging on
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For grim life
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They were clutching
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at straws
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They were sure
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That the ship was at port
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They were keen philosophers
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They were keen on hurt
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They were like
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A pair of dumb dogs
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Rolling in the dirt
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(That? ) you and
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Your idiot brother
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Waiting in the wing
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Which one holds up the other
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Which one pulls the string
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One bite of the apple
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One chop at the tree
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In your word
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as good as your bond
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Your stammer, your honesty
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You could have it for free
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Because nothing works
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For no-one
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And that won? work
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for me
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Nothing works
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For no-one at all
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No-one works for free
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We were
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getting on famously
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I was doing my bit
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They got no claim on me
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So send me a writ
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I was walking
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Around your house
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In the middle of the night
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Home medicine erotica
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Is your prescription right?
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I want to kill your sister
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Witch some business advice
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Never question your loyalty
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On the telephone line
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And what about
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our fat friend
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With the golden ear
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Upped and left
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Turned down
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your best shot
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Now you?e in arrears
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IDIOT BROTHER
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| The Auteurs |
