The flurry dice you have
That hang in front of you
Epitomises what you are
And everything you do
And here are
Town clowns and pretty boys
Your idea of a good time
Is some beer and than a fight
And singing songs by the Farm's
The highlight of your night
Town clowns and pretty boys
Do you like your new car stereo
That's a quality suit where d'ya
Get it from your life
You do the same things everyday
Like millions of mice
First you're born, then you're sad, then you die.
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