| My Friends |
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| My friend's got a shrunken head |
| We keep him in the shed |
| And this friend's got no cock |
| He lives under a rock |
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| I'm drawn to the odd |
| I'm drawn to the freaks |
| I'm drawn to the ones with beaks |
| Hell yeah |
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| All of my friends are bleeding weird |
| I mean look at this one with the stupid face |
| Some of them dribble, some of them faint |
| And some aren't part of the human race |
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| My friend lives in a tube |
| Decorated with boobs |
| And he has extra skin |
| I think that there's his chin |
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| I'm drawn to the strange |
| I'm drawn to the weird |
| I'm drawn to the ones with beards |
| Hell yeah |
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| All of my friends are bleeding weird |
| I mean look at this one with the massive hands |
| Some of them shuffle, some of them squat |
| And some have potent anal glands |
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| All of my friends are bleeding weird |
| I mean look at this one with the extra eye |
| Some of them shiver, some of them hide |
| And look at this one, he can fly |
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