| There’s nothing like being owned
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| Kept by bees in a jelly mould
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| Brought out on special occasions
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| Served with black entertainment
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| Measured by the size of the rash minus income
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| Make it stop, we could all get together
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| And fucking burn the lot
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| Kept by bees in a glass case
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| Next to Atlantis, rendered badly with my oil paints
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| Trapped by ESP in the darkness
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| All those guys, they just want a part in your story
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| Trapped by ESP in the darkness
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| All those guys, they just want a part in your story
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| Trapped by ESP in the darkness
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| All those guys, they just want a part in your story
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| Still, there’s nothing like being owned
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| Kept by bees in a jelly mould
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| Brought out on special occasions
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| Served with black entertainment
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| Measured by the size of the rash minus income |