Haunted by the specter of Randy Tate
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Oh, the horror of that disembodied balding pate
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Cast a shadow in the sunlight and glows in the dark
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And hovers among the righteous light a fetus in a jar
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Claims the backing of the heavenly host
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And been seen scheming with Joe McCartney's ghost
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To drain away your freedom and deny you a choice
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And get you belivin' in the lies they foist
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With the eyes of a newt and a grinch-like grin
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It throws the first stone because spirits don't sin
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Well night after night I'm kept awake
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Tormented by the specter of Randy Tate
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Talkin' Randy Tate's Specter Blues
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| Mudhoney |
