Из альбома: It’s Beginning to and Back Again
I saw three dogs flying
There was a man on the end
Squaring the circle, and studying zen
I saw a drunk old lady pissing in a bin
It was far too high she couldn't stop
The man with the photograph failed to appear
In that kind of rain where an umbrella's no use
The bird layed bleeding
I couldn't break its neck
I get anonymous food bills
From a pope I've never met
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Don't start me off
It's beggining to, and back again
Don't start me off
And now there's a man who could take advantage
I wouldn't like to spend an hour locked inside him
He always had an eye for it
We all threw a shoe
Nicely underlined, our table turned again
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