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Sour metal smells in a lonely barrel don't render me the sorriest parody... Potty gobbed fickle mob clamour for climax don't render me the sorriest parody... Be blasted or be lambasted instead don't render me the sorriest parody... Cheerio chaps, cheerio goodbye Cheerio chaps, even cheer me if I die For me snivellin', for me sufferin', for me constant cowerin' I get this... My pain played back, like crude happy slap, and for the laff I get this... Another cosmos, beneath the big top, when I belly flop I get this... no not hugged or hand shook just left bereft, well walloped, wanting to have warwhoopfully have wept So I gloat with, with gritted grin To cheat my chin into keeping the womanly wibbling in Cheerio chaps, cheerio goodbye Cheerio chaps, even cheer me if I die For me snivellin', for me sufferin', for me constant cowerin' I get this... My pain played back, like crude happy slap, and for the laff I get this... Another cosmos, beneath the big top, when I belly flop I get this... a requiem in a circus tent... |
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