This is the end
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My only friend, the end
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This is the end
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My only friend, the end
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I'll offer you some
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I'll offer you sexualism and a masculine man
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You can rephrase my friend (Alt: You can deface my grave, my friend)
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The killer woke up in Belgium
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And he poured alot of syrup on his waffles
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And he walked on down the hall
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And he said, all I want is to have some hasbrowns and some grits
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And then he walked on down the hall
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And then he said, listen I got a quarter in my pocket
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And I see that waffle house jukebox
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And I'm gonna walk up to the coinslot
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And then there's a direct line between my pupil and that coinslot
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And I lift that quarter out of my pocket
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And I said, I wanna hear the waffle house theme
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So I walk up to the jukebox, And I said
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Come on in
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I believe I will, I believe I will
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At the waffle house
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I got a six pack and nothin' to do
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The End
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| Nirvana |
