Robert Pollard - Pop Zeus Şarkı Sözleri

He who shits out magic may shine
for the good of a customs and calling
call him Max
send him a fax
charge him no tax

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He who gives love to angry children
kids on the skid with baggy trousers
call him zerman find him a helmet
He will come crashing

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Electric Newspaper Boy!
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