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Future Bible Heroes
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Mr. Punch
Everybody gets it sometime, sorry. Virus, fire, gryoscope, lear jet, lorry. Choking on a chicken bone lurking in lunch; And you're dead, dead, dead! But not Mr. Punch
That Mr. Punch, he's a rum one, ain't he? Strapping as his yapping little wife is dainty Hit her with a big stick, give her what for And she's dead, dead, dead On the crimson floor (repeat)
In the real world, all effects are casual 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Amble backstage, see the sticks and swozzle Talk to the Professor of the tricks of his trade Ask him for his flask, it's only lemonade...
But, Here comes a Crocodile, here comes Clootie Hear the Beadle wheedle, and the ghost of Judy Rattling her ribs in rodomontade They're all dead, dead, dead In the old arcade (repeat)
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