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Didn't I see you down in San Antone on a hot and
dusty night ?
We were eating eggs in Sammy's when the black man
there drew his knife
Aw, you drowned that Jew in Rampton as he washed
his sleeveless shirt
You know, that Spanish-speaking gentleman, that
one we all called "Kurt"
Come now, gentlemen, I know there's some mistake
How forgetful I'm becoming, now you fixed your
bus'ness straight
I remember you in Hemlock Road in nineteen
fifty-six
You're a faggy little leather boy with a smaller
piece of stick
You're a lashing, smashing hunk of man
Your sweat shines sweet and strong
Your organ's working perfectly, but there's a
part that's not screwed on
Weren't you at the Coke convention back in
nineteen sixty-five
You're the misbread, grey executive I've seen
heavily advertised
You're that great, gray man whose daughter licks
policemen's buttons clean
You're the man who squats behind the man who
works the soft machine
Come now, gentlemen, your love is all I crave
You'll still be in the circus when I'm laughing,
laughing in my grave
When the old men do the fighting and the young
men all look on
And the young girls eat their mother's meat from
tubes of plasticon
Be wary of these my gentle friends of all
theskins you breed
They have a tasty habit - they eat the hands that
bleed
So remember who you say you are and keep your
noses clean
Boys will be boys and play with toys so be strong
with your beast
Oh Rosie dear, doncha think it's queer, so stop
me if you please
The baby is dead, my lady said, "You
gentlemen, why you all work for me ?"
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