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They fed him the
cobra and the dog and the communist's gave him their
daughter.The mind was gone but the rest worked fine and
they wanted me in their line.I hid in the ground
listening to the sound, Gamelan infused with the chorus
of the Maniac scream.And don't you get fucken bored.Feel
the Fear, fuck it or else you'll snuff it.Now I hear you
say Hardy's a sissy.But don't you forget the poison
machete.Cos them farmers ain't no fairy.And an SAS hit
squad be waryBecause I love it in the rice paddy.When I
get in the saddle even the President is slightly bemused
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The Jihad crew is more titillated than terrified because their best friend Hardy listens to Imagine when he goes insane with a Crowbar.Hatred of them gooks bears no truck with me.They may be Asian but our friends are more Christian and not forgetting their history. They fed him the cobra and the dog and the communist's gave him their Daughter The mind was gone but the rest worked fine And they wanted me in their line.And don't you forget the poison machete. |
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