| Sherrif fatman started out is business as a granny farmer
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| he ws infamous for fifteen minutes
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| and he appeared on panorama
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| then he somehow got on board a starship enterprise allowance scheme
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| with a prince of wales award
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| for pushing valium and amphetamines
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| Moving up on second base
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| with nicholas van whats his face
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| at six foot six
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| and 100 tons
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| the undisputed king of the slums
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| with more alias' than klaus barbie
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| master butcher of leigh on sea
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| just about to take the stage
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| the one and only — hold the front page
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| Fatman’s got something to sell
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| to the capital’s homeless
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| a crossroad’s motel
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| for the no fixed abodeless
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| where you can live life in style
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| if you sleep in a closet
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| and if you flash him a smile
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| he’ll take your teeth as deposit
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| There’s bats in the belfrey
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| the windows are jammed
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| the toilet’s ain’t healthy
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| he don’t give a damn
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| just chuckles and smiles
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| laughs like a madman
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| a born again rachman
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| here comes sherrif fatman
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| With his valium, amphetamines
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| sicknotes and his phoney prescriptions
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| just when you thought it was safe to go back to the kitchen
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| dead heads and cracked heads
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| bunk beds and breakfasts
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| wake up you sleepyheads
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| check this
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| Moving up on second base
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| with nicholas van whatshis face
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| at six foot six
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| and 100 tons
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| the undisputed king of the slums
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| with more alias' than klaus barbie
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| the master butcher of leigh on sea
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| just about to take the stage
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| the only and only hold the front page |