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    Wake up every morning
    Take a coffee down
    Then it's in the tube train
    In the rush hour to drown
    Well, your wife she fucks a neighbour
    And calls you a jerk
    And when you find out you go berserk
    You take a poker to her
    And you ram it up her arse
    Then you wrap it around her skull
    And then you laugh
    Well, the neighbour knew you did it
    And he turns you in
    Now you're gonna pay for your sins
    The judge calls you an animal
    And says if he could
    He'd give you the death sentence -
    That would be good
    Well, the jury don't take long to establish your guilt
    After all, you are guilty, guilty, guilty to the hilt
    Well, they found you in your prison cell
    Hanging by the neck - your life you had wrecked
    And your children they forget you when they can
    And when they don't forget you, your memory
    Your memory they damn
    So now you're rotting in the flames of hell
    With a poker rammed up your ass
    And around your skull as well

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