Cheese grater
They've gotta make yer
Creator of the alligator
Simple Susan
Held the dustpan
On the horizon of
The rising sun and
I loved you
Like a curfew
Like a soldier overdue
His leave
On a summer holiday
But cheese grater
I wish you'd stayed
Lift me up
In the hill of science
raise the temperature
On my conscience
It's too cold for caring
What I do to another
Because right or wrong
He is not my brother
Just another man
With a thorn in his side
Just a place for the living
Who have already died
But I'm tired of waiting
For the bus to come in
That will take me forever away
From sin
It is an illusion
Of a broken heart to think
This is a delusion
Of a kind of art
Take your money back
And your soul
Because what You lack
Is self control
Puppet maker
And King carole
I'm a world shaker
You're breaking parole
Cheese grater
Cheese grater
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