| I’ve got a friend who’s turned into a cockroach
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| I’m his only friend who’s stuck around
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| All his other friends are calling Gregor vermin
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| I see the silver in the cloud
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| Come here dear lovely Gregor Samsa
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| I’ll stay near whatever you are
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| You turned into a cockroach
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| That doesn’t disgust me
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| What kind of friend would that freak out?
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| Come rain or shine, we will still be besties
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| Don’t let the haters infest you with doubt
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| Come here dear lovely Gregor Samsa
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| I’ll stay near whatever you are
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| We used to double-date and I was always wingman
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| I ended up with the ugliest girl
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| But now you’re an insect I get the pretty one
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| You’ve got the wings, I’m going up in the world
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| Come here dear lovely Gregor Samsa
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| I’ll stay near whatever you are
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| Let’s settle on a nettle, gobble at a dock leaf
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| Scuttle on a ceiling or nibble a cloth
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| Come here dear lovely Gregor Samsa
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| I’ll stay near whatever you are
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| We are two insects, tiny little ponies
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| I took the plunge to double the fun
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| And in my opinion your other friends are phonies
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| Like your family they’ve let you down
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| Come here dear lovely Gregor Samsa
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| I’ll stay near whatever you are
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| Hinkfuss at the Glyptothek |