Printed At Bismarck's Death - Never send flowers to a clergyman's funeral Şarkı Sözleri

Through a / Window / Dusty / Waiting
Father's / Sermons, / Memories / Fading...

Straddled / Two legs / "Now it's / Bedtime!"
Even clerics / Know their / Foreskins...

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Fourteen / Years of / Silence, / Starving
Law and / Order / Murmur, / Murder

Enter: / A black robe- / "Pa! it's / Bedtime!"
Took a / Hatchet / Lowered it - / ...ah!

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Through a / Window / Bloody / Staring
Father's / Creature's / Flowerettes / Tearing...

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