The slime looks so good on your face
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One for charm, one for disgrace
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Cunt!
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And in the back of the truck I'll find the antidote
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All the passengers know it's time to jump the boat
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Your children will remember every word you say
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Never doubt that you¡¯re leading them astray
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But you¡¯re welcome
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You¡¯re welcome
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But he cannot console 'cause he swallowed it whole
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The millions will cry at the cut of his schpeel
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Paints his words red and kissed with his seal
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He thinks that it's real
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But he¡¯s got it all wrong
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You put the fun in dysfunction with a steely shoe
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To long a heaven to stretch on shorter skies of blue
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If you could hold your head up and find the sense to say
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Only then could laudation come your way
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But you¡¯re welcome
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You¡¯re welcome
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But he cannot console 'cause he swallowed it whole
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The millions will cry at the cut of his schpeel
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Paints his words red and kissed with his seal
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He thinks that he's wrong
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But he¡¯s got it all made
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But I dealt it in spades
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Forgot what I had said
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No
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Pronounce me dead, longevity- I can still find a way
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find in pages easy, polish and make greasy
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Coins in my hand's palm
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Unload on him it's easy, wind up and let go
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Go, go, go go¡¦
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Saints informed, but I cannot appeal against this sentence
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Saints informed, but I cannot appeal against this sentence
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Sleeping Dogs And Dead Lions
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