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His heart organ was where it should be
His brain was in his arse
His hand was well out of his pocket
His psyche is in the hearth
Has a snare which was weird
Some time ago heard Kraftwerk in '81
Has a WASP synthesizer
Real ale, make-up as well
Sophisticate
Whose synthesizer didn't get far
In computer teaching job
His dream girl sings adverts for Renoir perfume
A fancied wit that's mere imitation of D. Bowiein "
Man Who Fell to Earth"
Whose causes and rags were phoenix-like
They were vaudevillian-like
They were comfort blanket-type
Pogo in fact
Gogo in fact
Toto in fact
He had a weak pisser
And one night at darts match
Decadent sandwich quaff
He showed he was a big fan of double-entendre
Saw "
Man Who Fell to Earth" "
History of the World""
Man Who Fell to Earth" "
History of the World, Part One"twice each at least twice each at least twice each
Mere pseud mag editor's father
[* The official version listed under Hex Enduction Hour. ed.]
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