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[D3 for LU]

You're nearly a good laugh
Almost a joker
With your head down in the pig bin
Saying "keep on digging"

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Pig stain on your fat chin
What do you hope to find?
When you're down in the pig mine

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You're nearly a laugh
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.

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Bus stop rat bag, ha ha, charade you are

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You f*cked up old hag, ha ha, charade you are

Edited Sunday at 09:16 PM by D3 for LU

[D3 for LU]

You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
You're nearly a good laugh
Almost worth a quick grin
You like the feel of steel
You're hot stuff with a hat pin
And good fun with a hand gun

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You're nearly a laugh
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.

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Hey you Whitehouse, ha ha, charade you are

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You house proud town mouse, ha ha, charade you are

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You're trying to keep your feelings off the street

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You're nearly a real treat
All tight lips and cold feet
And do you feel abused?
You gotta stem the evil tide
And keep it all on the inside

[D3 for LU]

Mary you're nearly a treat
Mary you're nearly a treat
But you're really a cry.

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[D3 for LU]

Next out of the chute... Sheep

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[D3 for LU]

Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air

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You better watch out
There may be dogs about

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I've looked over Jordan and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.

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What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel

Edited Sunday at 09:31 PM by D3 for LU

[D3 for LU]

What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes

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Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream.

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The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives he releaseth my soul
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo, he hath great power and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection and great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

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Blasting and bubbling I fell on his neck with a scream

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Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

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Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!

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You better stay home
And do as you're told

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(And here is the best lyric that I like in this whole album... )

Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

D3