I can see Manson
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He's holding me to ransom
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Gun to my feet
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Now he wants to see me dancing
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I can see Mickey Mouse
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Sitting on a shrink¡¯s couch
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Tryin' to cure his hang up
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'bout screwing little Minnie mouse
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I can see Madonna
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starin' at a shotgun
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Now she doesn't feel so sexy
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Now she wants to become a nun
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I can see George Best
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Tryin' to give the drink a rest
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Now he¡¯s down the station
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Failin' the blood test
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Love is better
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That your nine-to-five's
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And your GCSE's
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Love is better
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Then your HIV or you university
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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
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There goes Elvis
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Looking for his pelvis
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Colonel Tom has dug it up
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And put it in for service
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Over the hill comes Huckleberry Hound
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Looking full of rabies
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And he's heading into town
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There goes Kennedy
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Looking for a remedy
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Soemone blew his head off
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And now he's in a cemetery
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Mister Blonde said to Mister Blue
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Who's the cop
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He said I haven't got a clue
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Love is better
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That your nine-to-five's
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And your GCSE's
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Love is better
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Then your HIV or you university
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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
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Love is better
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That your nine-to-five's
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And your GCSE's
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Love is better
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Then your HIV or you university
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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah...
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