You're not human
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You're a miracle
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A preacher with an animal's face
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In your sexy
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Neon smokescreen
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Lie the supersalesmen of vanity
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Even your shadow worships you
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In your jungle solitude
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With the orgies of the sacrament
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And the seal of flagellants
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God saves those who save their skin
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From the bondage that we're in
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I'm elated
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I could cut you
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And remove the sheath of your ignorance
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Bless the eunuch
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And the Skoptsi
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Will you hurt me now and make a million?
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Say cheese, baby
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We all love you
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But it's a cheap world and you don't exist...
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Slit the fabric of the right now
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Spread your legs and wear the crown
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Tell me how long, lord, how long?
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Till I get my beauty sleep?
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Now the hourglass is empty
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The moment of my de-sexing
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Cut it
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Cut it
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Cut this cancer from my soul
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Now that I've made it...
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I'm finally naked...
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Vanity Fair
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| Mr. Bungle |
