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Didn't I see you down in San Antone on a hot and dusty night?<br />We were eating eggs in Sammy's<br />When the black man there drew his knife<br />Aw, you drowned that Jew in Rampton<br />As he washed his sleeveless shirt<br />You know, that Spanish-speaking gentlemen<br />The one we all called "Kurt"<br /><br />Come now, gentleman, I know there's some mistake<br />How forgetful I'm becoming, now you fixed your bus'ness straight<br /><br />I remember you in Hemlock Road in nineteen fifty-six<br />You're a faggy little leather boy with a smaller piece of stick<br />You're a lashing, smashing hunk of man;<br />Your sweat shines sweet and strong<br />Your organs working perfectly, but there's a part that's not screwed on<br /><br />Weren't you at the Coke convention back on nineteen sixty-five<br />You're the misbred, grey executive I've seen heavily advertised<br />You're the great, gray man whose daughter licks policemen's buttons clean<br />You're the man who squats behind the man who works the soft machine<br /><br />Come now, gentleman, your love is all I crave<br />You'll still be in the circus when I'm laughing, laughing on my grave<br /><br />When the old men do the fighting and the young men all look on<br />And the young girls eat their mothers meat from tubes of plasticon<br />Be wary of these my gentle friends of all the skins you breed<br />They have a tasty habitthey eat the hands that bleed<br /><br />So remember who you say you are and keep your noses clean<br />Boys will be boys and play with toys so be strong with your beast<br />Oh Rosie dear, doncha think it's queer, so stop me if you please<br />The baby is dead, my lady said, "you gentlemen, why you all work for me?
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Didn't I see you down in San Antone on a hot and dusty night?<br />We were eating eggs in Sammy's<br />When the black man there drew his knife<br />Aw, you drowned that Jew in Rampton<br />As he washed his sleeveless shirt<br />You know, that Spanish-speaking gentlemen<br />The one we all called "Kurt"<br /><br />Come now, gentleman, I know there's some mistake<br />How forgetful I'm becoming, now you fixed your bus'ness straight<br /><br />I remember you in Hemlock Road in nineteen fifty-six<br />You're a faggy little leather boy with a smaller piece of stick<br />You're a lashing, smashing hunk of man;<br />Your sweat shines sweet and strong<br />Your organs working perfectly, but there's a part that's not screwed on<br /><br />Weren't you at the Coke convention back on nineteen sixty-five<br />You're the misbred, grey executive I've seen heavily advertised<br />You're the great, gray man whose daughter licks policemen's buttons clean<br />You're the man who squats behind the man who works the soft machine<br /><br />Come now, gentleman, your love is all I crave<br />You'll still be in the circus when I'm laughing, laughing on my grave<br /><br />When the old men do the fighting and the young men all look on<br />And the young girls eat their mothers meat from tubes of plasticon<br />Be wary of these my gentle friends of all the skins you breed<br />They have a tasty habitthey eat the hands that bleed<br /><br />So remember who you say you are and keep your noses clean<br />Boys will be boys and play with toys so be strong with your beast<br />Oh Rosie dear, doncha think it's queer, so stop me if you please<br />The baby is dead, my lady said, "you gentlemen, why you all work for me?
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