Welcome,everybody,we are proud
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To introduce the famous Doctor Stroud
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He has come to bring your little town
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His one and only "Potion Golden Crown"
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You gotta take one,two,three sips of his brew
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Within a day the miracle comes true.
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Tarred and feathered (...is a risk we have to run)
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What's your problem,what is your complaint?
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Does your hrad ache,do your fields need rain?
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We are here to give you health and luck
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To compensate our costs,we nee some bucks.
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Give us one,two,three,and you will see
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Your life will run in peace and harmony.
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Tarred and feathered (...is a risk we have to run)
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We beg your pardon,sorry,but we have to leave
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Another friendly city got another grief
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We'd like to thank you for your hospitality
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We'd like to thank you for your generosity
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The Sherrif's right behind us with a pistol in his hand
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Better keep running, better keep running,man!
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Tarred And Feathered
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| Stormwitch |
