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Here he comes, in the of the month
His hair falling out, his shoulders
Secure with his Third World
[...] sewers of degredation
I his guts though we we have not spoken
[...] You must be joking!
The cleaner scowls
hates the holy mugger
Yeah, the holy

I to send this blacklist out
and watch these rakes past my house
The silence has driven me mad
Jihad, jihad, the fuck was that?
The holy
The holy
The holy

In a week, he's dead, talks
but they do--it was his own fault
His in the gutter, just the way he fell
We at the sight and ignore the smell
and it's closing at the Shiatsu Brothel
and the track breaths a rickety rattle
The burglars drive hearses home
The kids in and learn to speak in code

Who dunnit? I know. I don't know!

Here he comes, he never
He the street [...]
and a cap on a swimming peak
his fortunes on his feet
[...?]
I am now a [...?]
I'll accept that is normal
[...?] it be formal
The mugger
The mugger
The mugger
The libertine Nazi hell!