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If you can play on the fiddle How's about a British reel? Speaking in quotation As railhead towns feel the steel Water froze
Clear as winter ice This is your paradise
There ain't no need for you There ain't no need for you Go straight to hell boys Straight to hell boys
You wanna join in a chorus Of the Amerasian blues When it's Christmas in Ho Chi Minh Oh poppa San take me home See me got a photograph of you Mamma-san Oh poppa San take me home Oh take me home
Straight to hell Go straight to hell Go straight to hell boys Straight to hell
Can you cough it up loud and strong The immigrants Wanna sing all night long It could be anywhere Could be any hemisphere And no man's land And there ain't no asylum here King Solomon he never lived 'round here
Go straight to hell boys Go straight to hell boys Straight to hell Straight to hell boys
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