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Some dummy built this pencil wrong… The eraser’s down here where the p… And the point’s at the top - so it… It’s amazing how stupid some peopl…
There was a group called called S… And they say they got their birth In a basement bar on Greek Street… The bass man he smoked grass and t… And the lead guitar ate speed whil…
If you are a dreamer, come in, If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a… A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean… If you’re a pertender, come sit by… For we have some flx-golden tales…
Inside everybody’s nose There lives a shar-toothed snail. So if youi stick your finger in, He may bite off your nail. Stick it farther up inside,
It was Sat night at the slammer t… As they dragged in every freak fro… One by one they entered the cell a… Were all different but all seemed… They held me down and put it on my…
They had a Rotten Convention And everyone was there: Hamburger Face and Gruesome Grac… And the Skull with the slimy hair… There was Mr. Mud and the Creepi…
Now I’m warnin’ all you women don… Now you’re talkin’ to a man in a w… Well I’m three parts tiger and on… I’ll ball you to sleep and I’ll b… And I’m so good that I don’t have…
Would you like to buy a dog with a… He is quite the strangest dog ther… Though he’s not too good at knowin… just exactly where he’s going, He is very very good at sitting do…
She had to die. This Omoo knew. He also knew he could not kill her… Not even try to kill her. Those eyes. Would look at him. No…
There was a time when people taked… How they talk and it doesn’t mean… Now picture the scene the day is s… A man meets a friend and asks him… He says I need five to keep me al…
No one’s hangin’ stockin’s up, No one’s bakin’ pie, No one’s lookin’ up to see A new star in the sky. No one’s talkin’ brotherhood,
Runny lent to the wibrary And there were bundreds of hooks’… Bistory hooks, beography gooks, And lots of bory stooks. He looked them over one by one
Oh the Crocodile Went to the dentist And sat down in the chair, And the dentist said, ‘Now tell m… Why does it hurt and where?’
Goodnight little houseplant asleep… I’ll pull the shades so you don’t… And tomorrow in the morning don’t… We’ll have ham and eggs for me and… Goodnight little houseplant tucked…
The morning sun touched lightly on The eyes of Lucy Jordan In her white suburban bedroom In a white suburban town, As she lay there ‘neath the covers…
