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Dickie McGeezaks
02:58
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More than none, but less than some.
A battle cry, or lullaby?
With fingers crossed, behind his back.
He’ll pay you heed, and make you bleed.
This Irish prick…He’s such a dick!
You know his name…His claim to fame!
A helping hand…he gives for free.
So fools rush in, and bend the knee.
But have no fear, cuz he is here.
A paper champ, with rubber stamps.
This Irish prick…He’s such a dick!
You know his name…His claim to fame!
This Irish prick…He’s such a dick!
You know his name…His claim to fame!
This Irish prick…He’s such a dick.
You know his name…His claim to fame.
This Irish prick…He’s such a dick.
You know his name…His claim to fame.
His claim to fame.
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Bread & Circuses
04:46
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3 rings to rule them all…
Friends, blowhards and cunty men: lend me your ears!
Yeast will be the least of our problems: do I make myself clear?!
Give us this day our daily bread…Our bread — and circuses.
Captions, distractions and prison diets.
Fools wearing tutus, ringmaster is quiet.
3 rings to rule them all…
Give us this day our daily bread…
Give us this day our daily bread…Our bread — and circuses.
Look at ‘em go without a net!
Show me some clowns to help elect!
Cannonball blast it seems so real!
Show must go on — you know the deal!
Comin’ to town without delay!
The elephant men are here to stay!
Show must go on — you know the deal!
3 rings to rule them all…
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The Fun Half
04:52
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Let’s play a game...
You know the one — the one that isn’t lame.
Like counting cards, against these odds,
you know the outcome remains the same!
We’ll settle scores, and lock our doors.
Within these walls, the nameless will have a name!
You ain’t gonna ruin my summer — no way, no way!
Tryin’ hard just to hold you down — now you’ve got hell to pay!
I have my youth...
You see it in me everyday.
I’m red—pilled fate
Just one more step away from grace.
That’s how I roll...
It takes it’s toll believe you me.
Now step aside!
I’ve got some hooligans to chide.
You ain’t gonna ruin my summer — no way, no way!
Tryin’ hard just to hold you down — now you’ve got hell to pay!
You ain’t gonna ruin my summer — no way, no way!
Tryin’ hard just to hold you down — now you’ve got hell to pay!
Pink t—shirt villain!
Bare feet and packin’!
You ain’t gonna ruin my summer — no way, no way!
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