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Oh cheeky,
Oh sneaky
so perceptive
And I wonder how you

But finks don't walk too well
A bad sense of
And so stumble 'round in three's
Such a strange

Oh you headless
Can those teeth take so much kicking?
always so charming
As you peck way up there

And these finks don't dress too
No
To be a zombie all the
Requires dedication

Oh please sir, you let it go by
'Cause I failed both tests with my legs tied
In my place the is all there
I've been ever so sad for a very time

My, my wanted the works, can you this and that?
I never got a letter
fool me, bless my soul
More me, bless my soul
fool me, bless my soul

Oh perfect
They on disasters
all look so harmless
Till they find way up there

But finks don't talk too well
got a shaky sense of diction
It's not so much a living
It's a dying fiction