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Did you ever see The Holy Mountain On Ice? |
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Thirty tons of frogs and blood cascading like dice |
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The decoration painting |
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Was inhibited by fainting |
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And the clean-up operation wasn't nice |
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So you did some work for me and you didn't get paid? |
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Think of all the songs you sang and the love that you made |
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While Mr. Mendes kisses Kate |
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I, in my kitchen, break a plate |
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And sweep it up and dream of getting laid |
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I don't know if you got my letter |
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But everyone thinks you're great |
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If you come home it will be much better |
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And I will be your mate until we die |
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If you try to do the cube and it doesn't work out |
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Don't peel the stickers off or move the pieces about |
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Just send it in to this address |
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My underlings will do the rest |
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Unless you fill the envelope with doubt |
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As a child I used to be obsessed with Pale Saints |
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In a shop of art supplies among the sale paints |
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I thought this girl was Meriel |
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And I asked if she'd sing at my burial |
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"That isn't me," she said with some restraint |
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I don't know if you got my letter |
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It should have arrived by now |
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When you come home it will be much better |
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I'm longing to show you how until we die |