| Eleven top hats
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| In the club vestibule
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| Eleven gentlemen’s cloaks
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| Hanging up by the black swimming pool
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| Eleven gentlemen dancing
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| Each in a style of his own
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| One is discreetly conversing
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| On a cordless telephone
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| And the first he kills only the wicked
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| And the second kills only the good
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| And the third he kills people more handsome than him
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| And the fourth kills the misunderstood
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| And the fifth kills the women who’ve loved him
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| And the sixth kills the couldn’t-care-less
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| The seventh kills people who fill questionnaires in
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| The eighth kills the deeply depressed
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| And the ninth kills the twentieth century
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| And the tenth waits to kill you and me
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| The eleventh kills only our fear of the tenth
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| The best executioner he
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| At some ungodly hour in the morning
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| The predictable quarrels begin
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| The first gentleman without warning
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| Slugs the second one square on the chin
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| And the third says the fourth is too ugly
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| And the fifth warns the sixth not to start
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| And the seventh stops dead in his telephone call
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| A stiletto has punctured his heart
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| And the eighth is sick in the cistern
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| And the floodwaters fuse all the lights
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| And the ninth drops his copy of 'Jane's Defence Systems' on the floor
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| In an act of sheer spite
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| And the tenth drums his fingers and swings his feet
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| Because somebody’s stolen his scythe
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| 'Til an expert in brinksmanship brings him complete
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| A medium range nuclear device
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| And now chairs will be placed on the dance floor
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| And now lights will be trained on the bar
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| And a puppet will sing a morality
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| As an idiot strums a guitar
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| While the gentlemen sit with erections
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| You perform in a transparent skirt
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| A climax without satisfaction
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| And a murder in which you’re not hurt
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| And me, I sit where the gentlemen sit
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| And we love you
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| And we love you
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| Yes we love you
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| I assure you we do
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| La la-la-la la la-la-la … Plainy!
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| La la-la-la la la-la-la … Clappy!
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| La la-la-la la la-la-la … Rolly!
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| La la-la-la la la-la-la … Backy!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum … Left Hand!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum … Right!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum … Touch your heel!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum … Touch your toe!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum … Touch the ground!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum … Big Burlio!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum … Plainy!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum … Clappy!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum … Rolly!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum … Backy!
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| Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum …
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| by the no-no's. |