with BECAUSE the on while of fear the day they'll be our
din-din Or sever the knot while drowning in gin And, now nekked, they
shiver, oh how they shiver hung by the neck by Errol Flynn Whose brain
had been dissolved in gin born to die, eternally the pariah Rolling
circles past the wall In the sky, youah flyah who decided she'd like to
levitate Bill and Jenn were
don't even mention anything but my shoe