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Sunday, February 27, 2005

Haul Ass John

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There's a long sort of choking
From the puppet on a string
And in hell they are weeping too,
And up in the window an absurd little turd
Is praying for I donít know who.

Regretfully they tell us,
But firmly they compel us
Youíre hanging on a thread, whatís new?

So long, farewell, Auf wiedersehn, good night,
The hate you spread will finally see the night.
So long, farewell, Auf wiedersehn, adieu,
Boo hoo, boo hoo, no venom left to spew.

So long, farewell, Au'voir, auf wiedersehn,
Be gone, abort, pop the gay champagne
So long, farewell, Auf wiedersehn, adieu,
Yasser and Ronnie are waiting just for you

I hope you go,
I cannot tell a lie.
Iím not that sad,
Iím sure weíll all get by.

The sun has gone to bed and so must you
This long, farewell, so drawn out, I'm so blue


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