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Oh, we once thought we had, we didn't
And what we have now will, never be that way again
So we call the author to explain

Our myxomatoid kids the streets
Weve shunned from the greasy grind
The poor little things they so sad and old
As they mount us from
I ask them to and to refrain
And then we call the author to explain

Well, a rosary in his hand
He died with tubes up his
And a cabal of with, with finger cymbals
Chanted his name in
We shook our at the punishing rain
And we called the author to explain

He said, everything is messed up 'round
Everything is banal and
Theres a conspiracy against the likes of you and me
In this constituency of the moon
Well, he knew exactly who to
And we call the author to explain

Well, prolix,
Nothing a pair of scissors fix

I, I go guruing down the street
And people gather 'round my feet
And they ask me things but I know where to start
They the powder trail straight to my fathers heart
And yeah, once again I call the author to explain
Yeah, we call upon the author to

Well, who is this burdensome slavering dog thing
That mediocres my thought?
I feel a vacuum cleaner, a complete sucker
Its up and he is a fucker
But what an enormous and brain
I call upon the to explain
Yeah, we call the author to explain, alright, yeah

Well, discrimination
Mass poverty, world debt
Infectious disease, global
And deepening divisions
Well, it in your brain
We upon the author to explain

Oh, now hang on, my friend Doug is tapping on the
Hey, Doug, how you
Well, he me a book on holocaust poetry
Complete with and then he tells me to get ready for the rain
And we call the author to explain

Well, you I say prolix, prolix
Some a pair of cant fix

was a jerk, Berryman was the best
He wrote like wet mach but he went the Hemingway
Weirdly on wings and maximum pain
We call the author to explain
Yeah well, I upon the author to explain

Yeah well, down in my bolt hole I see published
Another volume of unreconstructed
Well, the waves, the waves were soldiers
Well, thank you, ya you, thank you
And again I call upon the author to
Yeah, I call the author to explain
I call the author to explain
Yeah, we call upon the to explain

I said, prolix,
There's nothing a pair of cant fix