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Jan 2013
There's nothing better than a man full of lies
A man full of debt with his mind 'tween his thighs
As long as he's here all your money will pass
His heart never fails yet he speaks from his ***

Now we're going down to a pub in the city
A corporate beer for a day that's been ******
Truth reveals, it's our time to sound
Dig a hole full of shame,
Stick your head underground

He walks around like he owns the **** place
Mark my sweet words, we'll be marking your face
Black suit, black tie, just a penny a lie
He fills us with debt, money captures his eye

A drunk! A drunk! We all fancy truth.
Let's all get him drunk and just end this dispute.
Fill him with beer, find the goldmine alas;
The beer keeps on flowing till truth pours out his ***!
Sean Dimech
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