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My Muddle

Written By: Bad For Lazarus

They built them broken and I know 'cos my seeds never grow
They got one over and I'm sold
I learn every babylon nursery rhyme that I'm taught

I double dare my little rascals to tidy up my muddle

They built them broken and I know 'cos i love it here and I don't wanna go
So I open wide and I keep em closed
An invitation, I enrolled, I paid at the door with Nazi gold
I'm rich and I'm old. I only ever wanted to feel involved.

I don't mind if I do have a dabble
I'll use my body for your vessel