Flogged a Dead Horse The Dream
It felt no pain
pain I felt
flogging works like that
So I sat
upside down
in Australia
Started to fall asleep
cider I was in, knee deep
A kangaroo woke me up
It felt no pain
as she flogged a dead man
flogging works like that.
Flog a Dead Horse The Reality
and feel its pain
that's how it works
I sit
upside down
in Australia
knee deep in cider
while a kangaroo flogs me
it doesn't feel my pain
I'm a dead man
that's how it works
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