If the sacheting of gentlemen Gives you grievance now and then What's needed are some memories of planing lakes Those planing lakes will surely calm you down
Nothing frightens me more Than religion at my door I never answer panic knocking, falling Down the stairs upon the law What law?
There's a law for everything And for elephants that sing to keep The cows that agriculture won't allow Hanky panky nohow Hanky panky nohow oh
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