Brain-storming, habit-forming, battle-warning weary winsome actor spewing
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spineless chilling lines--
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The critics falling over to tell themselves he's boring
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And really not an awful lot of fun.
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Well who the hell can he be when he's never had V.D.,
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And he doesn't even sit on toilet seats?
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Court-jesting, never-resting--he must be very cunning
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To assume an air of dignity
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And bless us all
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With his oratory prowess,
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His lame-brained antics and his jumping in the air.
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And every night his act's the same
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And so it must be all a game of chess he's playing--
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But you're wrong, Steve. You see, it's only solitaire.
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Solitaire
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| Jethro Tull |
