.When it's pop goes the weasel, let go of the easel
You don't want this rickety rackety life
It's seat of the trousers, it's all sink or swim, son
I'd kill to get crimson on this palette knife
And I'd steal in a minute, I'm up to here in it
You here behaving as though I'm a s.
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