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(J. Rotten, P. Cook, Jones, G. Matlock) An imitation from New Yorkyou're made in Japan from cheese and chalkyou're hippy tarts herocos you put on a bad showoh don't it show Still oh out on those pills Oh do you remember You think it's swell playing Max's Kansasyou're looking bored and you're acting flashwith nothing in your gut you betterkeep yer mouth shut youbetter keep yer mouth shutin a rut Still oh out on those pills Oh do the sambo Four years on you still look the same I think about timeyou changed your brainyou're just a pile of shit .you're coming to this .ya poor little faggot You're sealed with a kiss Kiss me Think it's swell playing in Japan When everybody knows Japan is a dishpanyou're just a pile of shityou're coming to thisyou poor litle faggotyou're sealed with a kiss Still out out on those pillscheap thrills Anadins Aspros anything You're condemned to eternal bull-shit You're sealed with a kiss Kiss me A kiss a kissyou're sealed with a kiss A looking for a kissyou're coming to this I wanna kiss You do just about anythingoh kiss this Eh boy
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