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September seventeen
For a girl I know it's Mother's Day
Here son has gone alee
And that's where he will stay
Wind on the weathervane
Tearing blue eyes sailor-mean
As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain
For a boy in Fiddler's Green
 
There's a guy named Fred & he's got a pair of slacks.
Ooohhh Fred's got slacks.
They're really quite sharp, but a little tight in the waist.
Ooohhh Fred's got slacks.... on the boulevard.
 
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
 
When I breathe I live a little less
Because with each breath I take a step closer to death
Word is bond it's kinda' fucked up how we're born just to die.
Live a life of poverty underneath dark skies.
 
Yes, I'm cooking for my son and his wife,
it's his thirtieth birthday.
Pour berries into my bowl,
add milk of two months ago.
"It's moldy mom, isn't it?"
I don't give a flying fuck though!
 
Everyone has AIDS!
My grandma and my dog 'ol blue (AIDS AIDS AIDS)
The pope has got it and so do you (AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS)
C'mon everybody we got quilting to do (AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS AIDS)
We gotta break down these baricades, everyone has
AIDS! x 20
 
BadgerBadgerBadgerBadgerBadgerBadgerBadgerBadger
Mushroom Mushroom
BadgerBadgerBadgerBadgerBadgerBadgerBadgerBadger
Oh, a Snake, a Snake, ooh Snaaaakkkkkeeee
 
I feel fantastic Hey hey hey
You feel fantastic Hey hey hey
You are fantastic Hey hey hey
I feel fantastic Hey hey hey
You feel fantastic Hey hey hey
Run run run run run run
Please leave Please leave
Please leave Please leave
Please leave Please leave
You are fantastic
Run run run run run
I feel fantastic Hey hey hey
You feel fantastic Hey hey hey
You are fantastic Hey hey hey
I feel fantastic Hey hey hey
 
For three years straight we toured the nation
When we get through we needed a vacation
We wanted to party and get a little rest
So we packed our things and headed out west
We got our surfboards took the beachball out
Jumped in a limousine ready to "Wipeout"
 
B-bird's a word a-well-a bird bird bird.
Well-a bird is a word a-well-a bird bird.
B-bird's the word, now well-a
don't you know 'bout the bird!?
Well ev'rybody knows that the bird is a word!
Oh well-a bird bird b-birds oh word well!
A-well-a ev'rybody dance about the bird!
 
Don't you don't you want to thrill me
Don't you be afraid to tell me
Tell me if you think it's ugly
But now don't you want to touch it anyway
 

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