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1:30 a woman shoots her husband
2:15 the police arrive
3:30 they find a corpse laid on the couch
And take their leave at 3:35
5:30 the sun is nearly rising
By 6 it's risen and it's overhead
Beneath it suburbs become you cancer
Expanding, wasted and dead
Why don't you kill yourself and all your
childeren?
If you won't do it then who will?
Why don't you kill yourself and do it
in style?
Everybody likes to see a corpse with a
smile!
You have a mandate.
Out by the river a 5 story penis
Fucking the sky from below
The pavement is cracking under vacuous
teenagers
Losers with nowhere to go
Up in your nest you're the lord mayor of
all you survey
And half of that is on fire
Screw them all over, go somewhere with
taste
Let's face it, the revenue has got to
be higher
Why don't you kill yourself and all your
childeren?
If you won't do it then who will?
Why don't you kill yourself and do it
in style?
Everybody likes to see a corpse with a
smile!
You have a mandate.
And still we haven't mentioned the paperwork
It all says you're intentionally bad bad
bad
You stand atop mountains of palpified
trees
Hoping and praying for a new mouse pad
The council workers are all driving you
mad
Today they rediscovered the Jackhammer
Fad
Run around the corner and kill your Dad
Why don't you kill yourself and all your
childeren?
If you won't do it then who will?
Why don't you kill yourself and do it
in style?
Everybody likes to see a corpse with a
smile!
You have a mandate.
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