| When you were a kid you received no good instruction
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| And your mother was nowhere to be found
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| The lies were yelled and the truth was seldom spoken
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| That’s what you get when Margaret comes to town
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| She likes to keep things upside down
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| When Margaret comes to town
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| When your thoughts are twisted and distorted
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| And your children are forced to choose sides and lie down
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| And the keeper is screaming drunk running around naked
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| It’s for your pleasure
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| When Margaret comes to town
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| She likes to keep things upside down
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| When Margaret comes to town
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| Oh, but those who believe in her
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| They cut off their noses to spite their faces
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| Leaving you the little one scared and lonely
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| Who really cares about you now
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| So if you see her coming man you’d better take cover
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| She stays down at the dark end of a frown
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| And just like the sirens that are so sweetly singing
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| It’s better just to leave when Margaret comes to town
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| When Margaret comes to town
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| She likes to keep things upside down
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| When Margaret comes to town
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| She likes to keep things upside down
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| When Margaret comes to town |