Who holds the mallet?
The women hold the mallet
And who do they hammer?
They hammer on the men
And where do the men stammer?
With their heads ringing from the hammer
They stammer and stagger, like gamma and omega
Down to the Alpha male pub
And who do they rub as they ring in the pub?
As they ring the old bell in the pub
Well why can't you tell
They ring the women's bell
They ring it
And bring it and fight and they swell
Like the belly of gaia
In the omphalos of the night
They give birth to their titan children
Who bite and fight
And rip apart all the bells and whistles
Going at them tongs and hammer
They burn on the pyre the old pallets
And up in flames goes
Shepton Mallet
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