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I'll tell you a story but you won't listen
It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition
It's the story of a coked-up pansy
Who spent his nights in a flight of fancy
Met two fellas over gin and mixes
They talked for a while and soon got the picture
One was a souped-up Soho mimer (mixer)
The other was a pikey with a knowledge of scriptures
Then the conversation turned evil
Then the conversation turned evil
Then the conversation turned evil
They talked about the people
Why did you do it to so many people?
