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Alla
Alla
Doom sits in gloom in his room
Destroy the infidel
In a mosque
In a ghost
Is a sword
Is a Saracen
Alla
Joan of Arc was a sorcerer
The trilogy the desert sand
Scriptures in the tower of Babble
Alla
Only ending is easy
Burn
Burn
Burn
In the tower
Only ending is easy
Alla
Arise in the east
The trilogy
Alla
Alla
I take heed
Arise in the West
A new crusade
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A bed in the corner
The suffering suffragette
Such an obvious trap
Imagine that
A Butterball turkey
Spread her body
Naked and silly
A bulbous heap
Batting her eyelids
The lights go down
Erupting in fat
The blackwall tunnel
An elephant's grave
A second-hand mattress
Come and play total commitment
Premenstrual tension
Alright, I finished
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Down in the dark
Tell us a story
From the room below
You are an Ostrich
Bury your head
Personal Austwich
Fermenting in bed
Empty promises help to forget
No more No more
Repair the damages you made
Amen, Amen, Amen,
Empty promises help to forget
No more, no more
Amen, Amen, Amen
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Now in the summer
I could be happy or in distress
Depending on the company
On the veranda
Talk of the future or reminisce
Behind the dialogue
We're in a mess
Whatever I intended
I sent you flowers
You wanted chocolates instead
The flowers of romance
The flowers of romance
I've got binoculars
On top of Box Hill
I could be Nero
Fly the eagle
Start all over again
I can't depend on these so-called friends
It's a pity you need to defend
I'll take the furniture
Start all over again
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Under the house
Under the house
It came out of the wall
A single cadaver
(under the house)
It went under the house
Scream in the trees
Under the moon
(scream in a dream)
Solid the grave
(vile stinking)
Stone cold ambition
Solid and gross
It went under the house
It's not the sun I wear as a crown
I colour the clouds
Under the house
Solid the grave
Stone cold ambition
(solid discreet)
It came out of the wall
A single cadaver
It went under the house
A scream in the trees
Under the moon
Ages apart
Under the house
It's not the sun I wear as a crown
I follow the clouds
Under the house
Scream in the trees
Under the moon
It came out of the wall
A single cadaver
It went under the house
The jugular bulge rips
Steal if I could
Under the house
(ages apart, under the house)
Scream in the trees
(stone cold ambition, solid discreet)
Under the moon
(under the house)
It went under the house
Under the house
A scream in the trees
Under the moon
The vile stink in my nostril
A single cadaver
(stone cold ambition)
It clouded out of the wall
Solid disgrace
(the smoke is a float)
It's not the sun that I wear as a crown
(every breeze brings disease)
Ages apart
Under the house
Mercenary
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Hello
What do you want
You're irritating
Go away
Its not my fault
That you're lonely
Just look around
I think you'll find that
Everyone has the same problem
This is not a real home
The walls are so thin
The neighbours listen in
Keep the noise down
They're complaining
Humiliated
You were born and bred
Humble to the spoon fed
Why worry now
You're not dead yet
You've got a whole lifetime to correct it
You're wasting
Admiring hating
This lot are not happy heroes
Just better actors
A hundred and one dilations
And fifty seven varieties
Outside with the empties
Keep banging the door
Keep banging the door
Keep banging the door
I won't answer the phone
I won't answer the door
Reptilians
I won't let you in
If he knew we were here
I'm sure he'd let us in
I won't let you in
Alright, stop Nick
This is not a real home
The walls are so thin
The neighbours listen in
Keep the noise down
They're complaining
I won't let you in
If he knew we were here
I'm sure he'd let us in
I won't let you in
I won't let you in
Won't let you in
If he knew we were here
I'm sure he'd let us in
I won't let you in
If he knew we were here
I'm sure he'd let us in
Keep banging the door
Keep banging the door
Keep banging the door
I won't answer the phone
I won't answer the door
Keep banging the door
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Left
Right
Left
Right
Don't look back
Take second best
Number one protect
Self interest
Here every day is a Monday, Monday
Left, right
Left, right
Left, right, left, right
Get it up, get the right armour
Don't look back
Look after your health
Good days ahead
Don't listen to the red refugees
Aliens
Go back, go back
Go back, go back
Extreme right
The face is white
Left foot, right foot
Keep the shoulders up
Column eighty eight
The master plan
Uber alles
The Klu Klux Klan
Improvements on the domestic front
Have a cup of tea
Good days ahead
Don't ever look back
Good days ahead
Don't ever look back
Good days ahead
Don't ever look back
Good days ahead
Don't ever look back
Good days ahead
Don't look back
Good days ahead
Don't look back
Good days ahead
Don't ever look back
Improvements on the domestic front
Good days ahead
Don't ever look back
Good days ahead
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Don't ever look back
Good days ahead
Don't wanna go near there
Plead not guilty
Plead not guilty
Life
Sentenced for life
Go down for life Francis Moran
Mountjoy is fun
Go down for life
Go down for life
Mountjoy is fun
Francis Moran
Go down for life
Term
Francis Moran
Go down for life
Go down for life
Mountjoy is fun
Francis Moran
Sentenced for life
Go down for life
Mountjoy is firm
Francis Moran
Francis Moran
Go down
No goodbye
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Now in the summer
I could be happy or in distress
Depending on the company
On the veranda
Talk of the future or reminisce
Behind the dialogue
We're in a mess
Whatever I intended
I sent you flowers
You wanted chocolates instead
The flowers of romance
The flowers of romance
I've got binoculars
On top of Box Hill
I could be Nero
Fly the eagle
Start all over again
I can't depend on these so-called friends
It's a pity you need to defend
I'll take the furniture
Start all over again
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