Well they sent back all the bodies Who were looking really hopeless Well it didn't seem that callous Till they stopped you in your flow She's surrounded by her wardens And they're looking really nervous All about the man from reuters Here to nullify your glow
Everything you say will destroy you - anyway Everything you say will come haunt you Round each corner Everything you say will destroy you
Well you may think that you're buddha Lying on a mound of ashes You were mentioned in the postscript of Dispatches anyway And the majors really nervous When he's walking round the airport You know your master's card is marked Your upstart charge is cool and smart
Your unwanted suitor Leaves his things around your home He's marking out his territory He's pissing on your ansaphone Well you may think that you're buddha Lying on a mound of ashes You were mentioned in dispatches In the postscript anyway
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