Einar
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Kann vi ekki skjóta hann?
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There were four of us
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One of us was the landlord
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There were, we were on a drinking spree
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I had eaten my take-away
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I washed my landlord, he was covered in gravy
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The others were amazed how dirty he was
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How I was, but I said,
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He never took a bath,
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He never takes a bath,
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So why, why don't we just shoot him?
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Björk
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Why don't you shoot him?
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Why don't you shoot him?
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Why don't you shoot him?
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Why don't you just shoot him?
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Einar
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I said that's no polite manner to behave in
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But something like that I was too drunk to remember
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I said, he can't suffer the cold water
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He'll die! He'll die!
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They said no way, jose!
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I said, my name ain't Jose
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He said yes it is
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But I think he was already dead
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He suffered a stroke in the bath
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So why don't you shoot him?
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Why don't you shoot him?
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Björk
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Why don't you shoot him?
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Why don't you shoot him?
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Why don't you shoot him?
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Why don't you just shoot him?
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Einar
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I said oh no
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And he was so dirty
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But why give him a bath?
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Why don't you just give him a bullet
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Björk
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Why don't you shoot him?
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Why don't you shoot him?
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Why don't you shoot him?
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Einar
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In the head?
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Shoot Him
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Sugarcubes |