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warning today
From his hospital bed Drip fed Fred vowed he was here to stay
I'll tell you something for nothing (he's claimed) never in all my days
Have
Sitting by the fire, listening to the radio 
He knows his life will never be nothing but OK 
Sometimes at night you can hear Jack pray 
Jack worships
jack
So I'ma go for mine, and maybe never come back
Stopped at the lye spot before I hit the train station
Needed some boom for the mental relaxation
never made it anyway.
When Wee Jack late to supper came, his mother didn't ask why,
But early in the morning you could hear his mother cry:

Wee Jack
the gift of gab
to grab the mic, cause I'm sorta like
Vincent Price, but you never been so nice
So back up off me, I'm seperatin men from mice
Kickin ass
lips kiss Jack on fire

When you fall in love with me
We can dig a hole by the willow tree
Then, I will fuck you until you die
Bury you and kiss
off my ass jack
Get off my ass jack

I live another day
On your knees and prey
I'll make you wish you never met me at all
Never met me at all
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird 
She warbles as she flies 
But I never give her water 
Till the forth day of July 

Jack of Diamonds, Jack
Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird 
She warbles as she flies 
But I never give her water 
Till the forth day of July 

Jack of Diamonds, Jack
fucking believe it
Jack parow, I've never heard this before
Other rappers fucking slit their wrists
Party with us we bounce without hassle
Sit by
It's a strange, strange world we live in, Master Jack
You taught me all I know and I'll never look back
It's a very strange world and I thank you
by. 

Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird 
She warbles as she flies 
But I never give her water 
Till the forth day of July. 

--- Instrumental
wobbles when she flies
She never hollers coo-coo
'Til the fourth day of July

I've played cards in England
I've played cards in Spain
I'll bet you ten
the beach
Franz Kafka: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!
Thomas Mann: Mam
Graham Greene: Call me 'pinky', lovely
Jack Kerouac: Me car's broken down...
William
Here we go
One time to the head
Somethin like this

Make way for the C.L. wrath on phonograph
Knowin the half, cozy like a bubblebath
Never
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane,
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane,
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane,
Jack, he is a banker,
Jane, she is a clerk.
And the both of them are saving up their money
Then they come home from worka.
Sittin' by the fire
Radio just
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane,
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane,
Jane

Now, Jack, he is a banker,
And Jane, she is a clerk.
And the both of them are saving up their money...
Then they come home from work.
Sittin' by
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane,
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane,
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane,