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1. Your few dents don’t join to form a rabble
I am still in growth, talking in babbles
not bad to be a hen and a sparrow
still much needed by me, a straight arrow
from the two sides, the good still rings the bell
I’m soaked in bad fluids in need of your gel
you wish to be an angel overnight
I silently struggle in the same fight.

Chorus
The earth really hates you, but I’m fine
nature’s frowning at you, still I’m good
in society’s dislike, yet I like
I’m much less, so let the love stay.

2. Adores me as her royal majesty
behind this image is a travesty
one flaw may make others see a frothy
the glow they don’t see makes your light lofty
to the environment, you feel rusty
so full of life makes your fine spark busty
one slip emits conscience’s sounds of babel
placed in black market, yet nothing to sell.

Chorus
The earth really hates you, but I’m fine
nature’s frowning at you, still I’m good
in society’s dislike, yet I like
I’m much less, so let the love stay.

3. To be loud’s not your nitty gritty
in need of a key makes the lock pretty
to man’s reality, dirt is a merchant
for your not full cup, I have a penchant
that coldness is too little to be mean
to goodness, I’m not yet over the wean
the colours making you a fork’s prony
gives painful pricks but bites also funny.

Chorus
The earth really hates you, but I’m fine
nature’s frowning at you, still I’m good
in society’s dislike, yet I like
I’m much less, so let the love stay.

4. The world puts the eye of a bad uncle
poke nosing ends in a virtuous circle
your blind eye to all these I’d effectuate
we grow and learn, I used to infatuate
your self pricks you feel as terrible sins
give me reasons to show a wolfish grin
your lows and my stains we admit and share
yet you take me high like a debonair.

Chorus
The earth really hates you, but I’m fine
nature’s frowning at you, still I’m good
in society’s dislike, yet I like
I’m much less, so let the love stay.

5. The attractive peg may be amorphous
fitted in the hole makes me less pompous
society may well pontificate
but in the dark, everyone defecates
underneath is the old crack from the brick
take me there cos I’m a sly juicy prick
the little sparks that can give trouble
should create fine foams and produce light bubbles.

Chorus
The earth really hates you, but I’m fine
nature’s frowning at you, still I’m good
in society’s dislike, yet I like
I’m much less, so let the love stay.
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