Tom: A9
 
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1.  Don't think me unkind, 
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    words are hard to find.
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    The only cheques I've left unsigned,
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    from the banks of chaos in my mind.
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    And when their eloquence escapes me,
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    their logic ties me up and rapes me.
 

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De do do do, de da da da, is all I want to say to you. 
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De do do do, de da da da, their innocence will pull me through.
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De do do do, de da da da, is all I want to say to you.
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De do do do, de da da da, they're meaningless and all that's true.
 

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2. Poets, priests and politicians,
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    have words to thank for their positions.
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    Words that scream for your submission,
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    and no one's jamming their transmission.
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    'Cos when their eloquence escapes you,
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    their logic ties you up and rapes you.
    
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