This Beard Is For Siobhan

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The daughter of a man was a mammal
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She bore the mark of fire and of 
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flame -- though they're both the 
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same

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Born unto the age of the golden
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That golden age of endless loss 
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and endless gain   tralalala

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Now because my lips have split all
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 the little children
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They are hiding front, in the 
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middle, and in the behind

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And because my nose has froze, but
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 i can keep on smelling
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I can smell my little day away i 
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can smell my whole day away

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Now because my teeth don't bite, i
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 can take 'em out dancing
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I can take my little teeth out and 
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show 'em a real good time

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A real good time good time a good 
time
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A real good time good time a good 
time
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A real good time good time a good 
time
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A real good time good time a good 
time

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. . . (eventually) A real good time!