An asteroid crashed and nothing burned
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It made me wonder
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Do tigers sleep in lily patches?
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Do rhinos run from thunder.
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I got an ache in my left ear
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I felt a twinge but I still could hear.
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Made me think, I would not be burned,
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but rather give myself to science,
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I felt that I could help
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To science, I felt that I can help
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Paranoid the doctor ran,
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Shouting his graphic translation
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A fortnight of horror,
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Gang wars and hails of wretches
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Spewing forth their color
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He purposely waited till I was done
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To knock on the lavatory door
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Accusing me of ruining the fun,
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He knocked on it some more
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The fun, He knocked on it some more.
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An orange soon is raw inside
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An apple or a grape
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To put forth a cloud of Mercury
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If run over by a car
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On a freeway in Los Angeles
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Once the spraying has been done
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It's a sport made from necessity
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You're a portrait of your past,
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There's a mummy in the cabinet.
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Are there no more arrows left?
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What's that rubber bottle doing here?
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How's that napkin for a roof
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Ten cents to a dollar now
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For a shelf of pregnant hens...
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Robert Palmer is a plore
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Begansa, gansa, gansa
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So stupendous, living in this tube.
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