This is true Mister nothing said forever said I can sing Hit it! make it a dead one With words like Blood, soldier mother O.k. o.k. I want to sleep before the end Which is impolite Hit it! make it a dead one If nothing crops up I'll give you a ring You can sing the end O.k o.k. Then I could get All the little animals out of my room Hit it! with a broom O.k o.k Put them in a big white sack No visitors came Hit it! with words like..... Thou shalt not The end
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