Slow to marry, swift to die
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We leave disasters where they lie
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I know these lines look crooked on paper
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But I swear I got it straight in my head
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And if you?e looking for somebody to blame, I recommend the dead
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(I recommend the dead 慶ause they never answer back).
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Skinny dipping in the lake
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I got the itch, I drank the wake
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Would somebody please hand me a towel?
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And now we?e up on molehill mountain
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Scraping coins out of the fountain with the retinue of dirty old young, young men (again).
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But when I get back from Nashville
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i? renting a room in the loyalty building
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I? sure that the prospects are sound in the event of calamitous circumstance
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Or great good fortune.
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Yhere must be a reason, there must be a Plan.
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A palace in receivership
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A jester with a busted lip
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A catalog of crooked answers...
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We?e all heard about the rapist nun.
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She pulled a switch on everyone.
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The altar boys aren? having fun
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And the papacy is drawing up the papers (behind closed doors).
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But in the me-heanwhile...
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I? renting a room in the loyalty building
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I? sure that the prospects are sound in the event of calamitous circumstance
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or great good fortune there must be a reason there must be a plan.
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Loyalty BLDG.
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| Harvey Danger |
