.You were savaged and shook by the cretinous crooks in your crib
On the 5th of July, all that grease from the night on your lids
From the crypt of your room, drilled a hole in the moon, where you hid
'Til your power supply shorted dusty & dry. That was it
Sometimes I'd like .
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