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Rumpus - My Osterich Beak |
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I felt the grey seeping through my window I heard the joy of the good little workers snaffling Perfectly in time to the beat And now there's nothing to do with my elves today - and my osterich beak I feel like killing somebody Somebody like you You. You.You. I saw a women who looked a bit tired I heard her talking 'bout what's on the telly- tonight She smelt a bit like cardboard And coz the same stuff poors out of every hole- In every face I feel like killing somebody Somebody like you You. You.You. Isn't it all a bit silly? Isn't it all a bit daft? The answers in your willy The questions in the cat And isn't it all a bit fickle? And sometimes it's just a bit sad The answers in the tickle The questions in the slap I felt the sun seeping through my window I heard the joy of the good little workers snaffling Perfectly in time to the beat And now there's plenty to do with my elves today- and my osterich beak I feel like making love to somebody Somebody like you. You. You.You...
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