| Step right on up, take a good good look
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| at the latest pie that fate could cook
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| this is no phenom, so supermarket guru
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| just a revelation from me to you
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| So don’t believe a thing that you might hear
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| at least from the last 30 — 40 years
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| cause it wasn’t long ago just before the reign of Nero
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| we had no concept of zero
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| So beware, children beware, the devil may care
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| six little soldiers with stripes on their shoulders
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| never with a thought to dare
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| So take aim, children take aim
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| the drill sargeant sang
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| with ample perspiration ordered
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| stop your respiration
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| and end the flow of oxygen to the brain
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| So wake up sleepyheads, listen what I have to say
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| as you near your independence day
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| just keep in mind, in time your find so few
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| so few have your best interrests in mind
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| so don’t believe a thing you might hear
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| at least from the last 3 — 4,000 years
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| 'cause is wasn’t long ago just before the reign of Nero
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| we had no concept of zero
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| so beware, children beware
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| the devil may care…
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| and maybe he’s the only one |