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We're on line and we're fine but we're out of timenot a crime, it's a sign by the grace of god goes Icould it be that you see one of your family insanityaffecting the paternity of your family treethere's your dadlook at him over there, he's looking sad.getting round, round the town, now you're going downto that place it's the case you barely recognise the face
There he is, looking in to the garbage binwith a grin, he's not so thin.
Could it be, that it's plain to see... a labotomythere's your dadlook at him over there, he's looking sad.there's your dadwhy don't you go and talk to him, he's not that bad
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Dif you haven't the time when he's running wild toto confide in the man that has got the master planwell you won't be alone you'll have kids of your ownand then what's to be said when you haveto rest your head on a newspaper bed
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