Macarthyâ²s in our country sending home the spies
They're beating up a prisoner in the midst of his surprise
Up there in the docklands theyâ²re fighting for their rights
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The grocer at the rudder has closed shop for today
On this sinking ship from which Michael fled away
Over on the port side they settle down to pray
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Who is the man who is sincere?
And can't have love for him called queer?
If I found a lady in the night
Would we talk about the festival of light?
You ask me what I'm doing, I just picked out my nose
My ladyâ²s in the kitchen not wearing any clothes
Iâ²m tired and I'm crazy and I just came from the road â thinking
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