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Rabbit Foot
02:25
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Take the coppers out I'll use them later
Turns out that filly was a failure
Your money's on the table, see you later
I empty out my pockets
All except my pen and paper
My lucky rabbit's foot
I write it on the slip and I ain't got no luck.
Go and ask your mother for a favour
Just a couple of quid for the meter
Don't worry bread and jam's my favourite
I empty out my pockets
All except my pen and paper
My lucky rabbit's foot
I write it on the slip and I ain't got no luck
The bank took my name and bent me over
They even fobbed me off down at wonga
The minister circumvents my question
I empty out my pockets
All except my pen and paper
My lucky rabbit's foot
I write on the slip and I ain't got no luck
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2. |
Jeffrey's Place
03:22
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Home, Jeffrey's got a home.
Place, Jeffrey owns the place.
Well Jeffrey's got a home, so I know my place
Ornamental features disguise and give shape,
Superficial charm hanging from the drapes
Je ne sais quoi, both chaste and debased.
Jeffrey's place
.
Taste, redefine taste.
Have faith in Jeffrey's place.
For Jeffrey knows what's wrong, haunted by mistakes
Rupert Brooke's can charm but the sentiment's misplaced.
No rhyme or reason can quantify disgrace
He's lying to my face, lying to my face.
At Jeffrey's place
No escape, from Jeffrey's place
Esmeralda make haste to Jeffrey's place
Jeffrey knows what's wrong, haunted by disgrace
Promises will be broken, bought and replaced
Not a penny more, not a penny less
He's lied to my face, lied to my face
At Jeffrey's place.
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Organised Sport
02:01
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Tell me, tell me
Answers on a card
A dignitary's ransom, a head or a heart?
Take a little look inside
Take a little look inside
(Someone called me a communist)
Well help me comprehend the situation please.
Dignity sanctioned, drowned like a flee.
Take a look inside
Another look inside
(It's a little organised sport)
Lead me round and down the garden path
My constitution's slipped to half-mast.
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Carrie Simmons
04:04
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Drag 'em in the basement
Put 'em with the rest
Start to untie the wrists, while I cut off the flesh
Pull out every tooth
While I scout for a ditch
Remember to burn your clothes
We don't want to omit
Something about the way you use that knife
Commit to beauty in death as in life
Take Carrie Simmons,
Wayfaring to home
Pouting on a cigarette
Her thighs as white as bone
"Hey there lil' chicken, can you do with a lift?"
They'll find her cut and torn,
Stockings down her larynx
You're the only one to understand
Weakness doth make the man
I can see you tremble,
I can see you're hurt
Well you've seen Bonnie and Clyde
When we're done they won't mean dirt
Breath and count to ten,
Don't think about the pain
I'll be right here
When you're done I'll do the same
There's something about the way you use that knife
Together in death as in life.
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