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    Kinks: Death of a clown

    Dogmeat

    by Dogmeat

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    lyrics

    It dries my structure, it is clags of that my jaw
    Im where my sorrow is dampened with the whiskey and the gin
    Tamers of the lion strikes the crack of doesnt already
    It does not fight with and as for [tora] the lion which does not roar

    La la la la la la la la lala
    So the dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted
    Someone does not help the fact that I divide this crown
    The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted
    The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted

    The old necromancer is completely on the floor
    The good fortune which which who it rubs and is said is not needed
    The body you can stoop the trainer of the insect with that knee
    And the chisel of escape is searched in semi- frenzy

    La la la la la la la la lala
    The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted
    So someone does not help the fact that I divide this crown
    The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted
    La la la la la la la la lala
    The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted
    La la la la la la la la lala