[Verse 1] What has not got my heart in it shall we be dubbed sir names Wither million blither tongues mounting bristling guilt frames In the fakeache of the gloom loom slippers slap me alive! The hour hands down a miracle to spend with ugly types So we catch and thread a minstrel Bleed a tower down to its ankles So we cant go up or stay up Find the thumb dumb in your ear brain Get unfunny, such as choirs do Why the clocklock bought up this one Just when things seemed so paperparrent Like my toothface? Like my outdo? Capers Capers Capers Capers Capers Capers [Verse 2] Oh a streak, otreacly inkinks Tied my knees all up in elbows Erase that lapsing smile tub Lose the slip of the small soapfellows Account the add ups till I donots Are we balanced? Were in business! Idle tidal, rush in, tried all with a limbs all legs and armour I had a dreadful diehood Diehard, drunken, sunken, monkheart Oh I had a wonderful diehood thanks to my fa, fa, family
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