fischer z - crank lyrics
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i write a letter every day
i don’t believe a word i say
curare ball points in my hand
i like to shock my fellow man
i often like to yell abuse
at helpless strangers on the tubes
i’ve got a weakness for the arts
i like to study private parts
i’ve got a right to be obscene
because the people are so mean
they walk straight by me in the street
they’ve got no to time to speak to freaks
so i take pleasure when they squirm
some stupid people never learn
i hope they think of me in bed
cos’ i’ll be lovely till i’m dead
lonely
lonely
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