| In Toady Man’s hour
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| He liked to flex his power
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| But things have gone a little bit sour
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| Since he showed his dirty hand
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| Now the newsman’s a-knockin'
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| Attorney fees are clockin'
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| And everyone is throwing rocks at the Mr. Toady Man
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| Toady Man
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| In Toady Man’s world
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| He likes them bleached and curled
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| He never thought it’d come unfurled
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| 'Cause he didn’t think they’d sing
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| But the birdies started chirpin'
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| Usurpers are usurpin'
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| And there’s Toady Man just a-blurpin'
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| How he used to be the king
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| Toady Man
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| Toady Man
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| If Toady Man weren’t such a toady man
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| He could have been ruler of the land
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| Instead he’s just a toady little man
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| Toady Man
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| Toady Man
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| In Toady Man’s hour he rode the Ivory Tower
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| But then he tried to sniff a flower
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| That he really should have not
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| In the Hollywood hustle
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| He flexed his mighty muscle
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| And now he’s in a legal tussle
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| Fat bastard got caught
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| If Toady Man weren’t such a toady man
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| He could have been ruler of the land
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| Instead he’s just a toady little man
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| Toady Man
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| «I once met the toady man and he’s actually quite charming» |