Four skulls in a square of bushes
  Fireworks now and all were wed
  They loved and walked and fed on garbage
  Moved pool tables with bad backs
  
  Since I hurt myself
  I feel so much better
  Suck my eyeball
  
  Alcohol was pouring through the victims
  As on the rocks they laid their breath
  Alcohol was fed to the mummies
  As they all were happily led to death
  
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  Printed up on the front page
  Not too sweet, not too strong
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