The boy Smith's got lard for a tongue
He looks like a bum
Or a son or a punk
He's a basket case
He's a silent sodder
His face is odd
His voice is odder
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The boy Smith's called Saul aScotch homo
Bald insane Satanical romo
He sings songs that dogs only hear
He's got a gun in his mouth
And music in his ear
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