Noah's Toilet

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    Oh yes! Lets go to that new place, with a
    name a bit like that place, where the famous
    get so out of their face, they die of fatal
    cocktails all chemically mace, we'll be
    rubbing shoulders with the stars inna outer
    space.
    There'll be seven foot women there, five
    o'clock shadow rammed into ladies under-
    wear and the animals go in two by two,
    into the circus, into the zoo, into the loo.
    And hog boars snuffle with curly pig tails,
    guest list cysts leaving trails like snails,
    there'll be the pierced, the piercing screaming
    studs, fiercer than Elvis, pure phets no duds.
    Fake diamonds, holographic cheekier than
    Jesus, but pornographic.
    Oh do! Yes lets! Lets go to that new place,
    with the name like the place where the
    glamorous died, and user friendly all are we,
    the tired tried, what do you do?
    I'm God, you lied.
    And the animals go in two by two, the
    warthog, the snuffleupacus and the anteater,
    all drinking 5 pound beers by the litre, it's ok she
    says, you don't have to pay because he's a
    member, wearing nothing but a peanut in the
    middle of December. Suddenly, I'm on top form
    and terribly bright, glitter, tinsel, sparkle me
    baby, every night, I'm an extraordinarily curious
    creature and I know it, how bohemian! Shush
    for the poet, nah f**k that! Let's go to the loo,
    like animals two by two, and what was it
    you said you do? Is there any way I can
    network with you?
    So you tell me about a movie you're making, hopefully making,
    hopefully making, starring Uma Thurman, hopefully making,
    hopefully.
    And you talk for too long, then you say, I love this song, must
    shake a leg on the dance floor, with that fashion type wild boar,
    and she needs an apple stuffed into her fat gob, oh look!It's that junky
    Lead singer, I hear he's a nob,
    well, I know him actually and he's alright, going solo and
    good for a line every night.
    Oh! Come, give me more, give me more to consume, I'm fatter
    than Elvis and cheekier than Jesus in this VIP room, with the
    super models, the rock stars and the superfly.
    Then she said, morbidly,
    now would be a good place to die.
    Out of my face, in the place with the name like that place, on the
    front page tomorrow, my face, headline reading mystery death
    in new place.
    For she was best top lover girlfriend of that guy with the chart
    topping hits, that actress, that director and that model with the
    fabulous tits. Then everyone will want to go to that place, because
    it has a name like that place, where you get so out of your face,
    you're fiercer than Elvis and cheekier than Jesus,
    you're in the place with a name like that place,
    you're in the place with a name like that place.

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    Composición: More Jon, Black (Gb) Matt, Rob Pepperell y Salina Godden

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