I would rejoice the choice not to mess up the mess we're in around here... Sometimes But I'm not gonna push no one nowhere Leave nature to its course Why infringe on a fringe which is precision made unkempt I don't ask much - just being here is all I attempt You could maybe say I'm conducting a sociological survey I ain't ripped off or sucked in on a neater kind of holiday Can anybody tell me, who is the grand poobah round here? There's many people under many impressions I've wanted to know all year A person I know is a pornographic philosopher She's a dirty joke from one end of the town to the other I think there must be some mistake here She's younger than me yet older than my mother I can't decide if this is lively or lugubrious But I ain't gonna start facin' about it 'cos loose lips sink loose ships Pacemakers molest loose hips Personally I can do without it But when the asterisk takes over is when you should worry But never revived your process in pain 'cos who knows - ! in a week or two You may wish you hadn't an' make a trip down memory lane Now I can't decide if its viscereal or visceral I've heard of people who are in no hurry People who are like a dodgy curry Even more people who don't wanna worry who get in a flurry Say they're sorr, don't say there sorry, don't you call it "corrie"? Here comes a line Is that a line? For every cloud that has a silver line You'll find one which has decided to lead a life of crime Who will dust off the career of a weather-eater in ...
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