(Tuesday 5 Oct. 2010, 6.40 PM on bus from work.)
Now, there´s a roundup
And there´s a stand-up
Now, there´s a roundup
And there´s a stand-up
Hot meals are free today
on Baker Street
Relax your mind and get that
Powder off your feet
The gruesome distinct sounds
are far off shore
If you take cover
you won´t hear them
no more
Believe me, morons
ruled the world
Yesterday
No reason you should
ever have to stay
The first conviction
that you had will be
your last
Hand me that reefer and
a blast from the past!
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