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Run the water 'til it scalds you know that I'm listening Pitter patter runs the shower hits the bare porcelain Watch the dirt run down the plughole, hear

You've been broken down I go (War economy) Father fuhrer, don't be mad at me Peasant child, you're into botany Splitting necks and calling the dichotomy

Trying to find the perfect match between pretentious and pop Some crappy artwork that took way, way too long to draw Handwritten track listing restarted

And the dashboard assembled Descending height order Half a decade of father's day It's another thought for another passed on Puppy eyes, nasty reaction

You glug and you glug Salt water from sandcastle bucket You glug and you glug And the tide turns in your stomach, splash your shoes You complain the

I bet you twenty pounds if you knew ten years ago How pretty you'd turn out then You'd never have gotten your ears pierced But I never got my ears pierced

Darling, I'm with St. Bernards And we're scouring the Alps and the Andes And if they die then it is on my head They follow paw prints in the snow to my

When you play pass the parcel with human body parts, somebody might get head but someone will get hurt, And I'll sing what you like, if you shout it straight

I bet you twenty pounds if you knew ten years ago how pretty you'd turn out then you'd never have gotten your ears pierced, but I never got my ears pierced