Moody Chops

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  Hey there moody chops, you’ve 
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gone and got national acclaim
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Hey there moody chops, your 
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attitude can never be the same
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You can never be surly again.

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‘Cos if you write another song 
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about down in the dumps
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The people gonna say: “Hey – what 
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gives you the humps?”
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You could be drinking muddy water, 
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sleeping in hollow logs
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But no, you’ve got national acclaim.

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Hey there moody chops, what you 
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gonna sing about next?
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Hey there moody chops you’re gonna
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 have to change the text.
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No more caterwauling in a minor key,
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You’re gonna have to croon about 
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the Zuiderzee
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And its total reclamation by 
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twenty-o-three
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Now you got wads of the stuff
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Now you got national acclaim.

Alright boys, fill the skip.     
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You’re gonna have to take your hand
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 from out of your sleeve
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Your mumbling: you’re gonna have to
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 leave behind
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You’re gonna have to join Jools for
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 the jam sketch
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You’ll have to join Jools for the 
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jam sketch.

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Oh moody chops, oh moody chops
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Moody chops, oh moody chops,
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Hey moody chops, mmm moody chops
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You’ve gone and got national acclaim
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You’ve done got national acclaim. 
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You…..