(Royston Langdon)
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*Here, Royston takes some swipes at Antony, and we are given a Roy's-eye-view of the two brother's sibling rivalry.*
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As he turns the page of a shining new card entitled, "To: the pissing of a stranger"
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Fakes a last look down with a saccharine frown at the cold crass colors of the papers
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And with a staggering tone, he exclaims, "It's not easy being me, taking all the blame."
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Well try and avoid the cracks next time, sonny, and you'll maybe do us all a favor
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(Chorus)
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This is all a trick 'til the summer time's over
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This is all a trick ' 'til the tides rise high
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It's our only chance for the rest of forever
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He's a real waste of food and he's looking at you
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So he looks down into his own little thousand holes and knows that he's flirting with disaster
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But he can't stop his mind from attracting the flies but this train won't travel any faster
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And with a garrulous croak, he maintains, "It's just the way I am, hovered in the flames."
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Well try to avoid being burned next time, sunshine and you'll maybe do us all a favor
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(Chorus)
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Looking at you, a real waste of food (x 3)
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Looking at you, looking at you
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Looking
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(Chorus) x 2
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A Real Waste of Food
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