I-I-I-I've been thinking 'bout floodbank levies
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We've been talking 'bout floodmark risin'
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Next time you go screechin' 'bout float-feed
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I'll take steps to make you think again
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Six past seven and I'm in sunshine
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Smilin' at pigeons, scratchin' my chest
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Some days nobody goes to work
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They all come laughin' - picnic in my head
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And when you look for me, I'll have taken your leopard skin
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Sell it to some nightclub king who thinks he's St. Francis
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Birds hangin' off his head
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You've been sayin' that I don't make sense
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Tellin' me you can't cope with my birdsong
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You've been dishing out so much doublespeak
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Spittin' out nonsense for months too long
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And when you look for me, I'll have taken your leopard skin
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Sell it to some nightclub king who thinks he's St. Francis
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Birds hangin' off his head
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Don't you feel that in some time future
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Next week, last week - Over Number 88
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Just when we can talk to each other
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Delay the new ball and make this leopard spin
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Make this leopard spin
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Make this leopard
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Leopards
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Machine Gun Fellatio |