| The Dajon Song |
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| There’s a dog in the stew |
| As gratan as blues |
| Some creaky old muse |
| Whose dice are fallin |
| Nuweiba sand flew |
| So stay out of view |
| And tear out a pew |
| As Cairo Callin away |
| I’m not as prego as you |
| Caprese eel brew |
| As play out as twos |
| And losin my cruiser |
| Some mustard to chew |
| As a lebanese druse |
| So easy to bruise |
| With pedros drawing |
| One hit and we’re down |
| We’re callin in the hounds |
| Let’s get out of this down |
| But one hit and we’re down… |
| …I'm not as dajon as you |
| It’s a skeleton view |
| Is a rotten old dude |
| For assibyn hues |
| We paintin lifestyles |
| With weird tattoos |
| As korsican tombs |
| I’m not as dajon as you |
| With wayward flugels |
| Blowin into town |
| One hit and we’re down |
| Courtin in the hounds |
| One hit and we’re down… |
| …I'm not as dajon as you |
| .I'm not as dajon as you |
| Put all the west side on the east side |
| Put all the east side on the west side |
