All deserters will be shot
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at 5 o'clock tomorrow morning
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so get yourselves together
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and quit messing around
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No more nonsense!
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The assassination occurred at 3.30
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No one was there to witness it
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Even the breviaries had left their tapestries on the window
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And we were all silenced
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by the sad mildew cloud
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that followed around
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I wish I was back in the land of the...
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of the...
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Aaahm uhm...
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You can't pin that one on me
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I didn't do a goddamn thing
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I was just standing there
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Then a bunch of guys came up
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and started laying all this shit on me
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Now what am I supposed to do?
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I'm an American! You can't touch me!
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Did you know all nuns are 42?
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And their eyes are blue?
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Did you know all table clothes
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are white in France?
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Did you know women wear underpants?
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Well, they do!
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How does a musician imitate
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the sound of underpants sliding
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over a woman's thighs,
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down over her ankles,
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and over her little toes?
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And the rings on her toes?
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And her unquipped toe nails?
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Lightning struck the magic purse
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I didn't do a damn thing, man!
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I was just standing there
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in front of the 'Delicatessen'
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and all these rabbies ran up
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and a bunch of Indians and freaks
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and monsters and f.... just started ...
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mhmh... talking in all these weird languages...
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What aah ... what ... could I say?
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Hey, I'm tired of being a freaky musician
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I wanna be Napoleon!
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Let's have some more wars around here!
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What a stinking, shitty little war we have running over there
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Let's get a big one!
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A real big one!
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With a lotta killings and bombs and blood!
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Schooldays...
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Schooldays...
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Good old-fashioned rule days...
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Schooldays...
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Schooldays...
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Good old-fashioned rule days...
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Mental Floss (Live At The Aquarius Theater, Hollywood, 1970)
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| The Doors |
