He's older than most of them come,

but strongly on, my boy

Still all but one of my sons

The cone

And the kite

And the aught, or the what

My hooks on dollars

And eyes on the collars

No lipstick so far,

no song often sung

I bought her a songbird

I bought her a birdsong.

Watch and learn

We're all at the funeral parlor

We're all at the

Car wash

Hot and subtle

Sticky, suddenly

The world got lonely

Suddenly forgot,

We're still one of five

One of five

Suddenly forgot

We're all dollar signs!

Dollar signs

Give me a dollop, a dollop of love

Give ma a green eye, a blonde

And a hot corpse

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Ten thousand signed under us

My bill fronts for much further

Fuhrer

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