| I’m the one-eyed midget with the curse
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| The simpleton who sweetly smiles at his young lover now beguiled
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| The sycophantic morons lied at Romeo who is the bride, let’s ride
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| Stoned as I walk down the hall
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| The adman waits to hear the curse and call
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| The angels scream in discontent as to the river they are led
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| The actors bow and pay the rent, we cover them in cold cement
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| Let’s swing for the crime everyone in double time
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| And we hope that you had a good time
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| Yeah smile as you sign on the line
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| Because life on your knees can be fun
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| Surprised now you’re not the only one
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| Led like a lamb into this gloom
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| Yeah Freud is in the back room with his goons
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| Now they’ve got new experiments, the metal groans, the limbs are rent
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| The anti-heros' mock dissent, we market now by mass consent
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| We swing for the crime everyone in double time
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| Scream like you’ll burst if they cry
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| Is changed by the words that you learn
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| But Jack the Ripper is inside
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| And Moriarty has imbibed
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| They live, they marry, all the while
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| We laugh and have them circumcised
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| They swing for the crime everyone in double time
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| And we hope that you had a good time
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| Yeah smile as you sign on the line
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| Because life on your knees can be fun
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| Are you glad that you’re not the only one? |