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

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

Oh you chicken
Can those teeth take so much kicking?
You're so charming
As you your way up there

And these don't dress too well
No
To be a all the time
Requires dedication

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

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

Oh masters
They thrive on
all look so harmless
Till find their way up there

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