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Brian Eno - Dead Finks Don't Talk
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Oh cheeky cheeky Oh naughty sneeky Youre so perceptive and I wonder how you knew. But these finks dont walk too well A bad sense of direction And so they stumble round in threes Such a strange collection. Oh you headless chicken Can those poor teeth take so much kicking? Youre always so charming As you peck your way up there. And these finks dont dress too well No discrimination To be a zombie all the time Requires such dedication. Oh please, sir will you let it go by cos I failed both tests with my legs both tied In my place the stuff is all there Ive been ever so sad for a very long time My my they wanted the works can you this and that I never got a letter back More fool me bless my soul More fool me bless my soul. Oh perfect masters They thrive on disasters They all look so harmless Till they find there way up there. But dead finks dont talk too well Theyve got a shaky sense of diction Its not so much a living hell Its just a dying fiction.
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