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swansong - papatherapper lyrics

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long many, many years prior
i can still remember, ms tora’s smile
and i knew if i had my chance
that i could squander our finance
and then maybe you could all advance

but ofsted, shed their bloodshed
131, my only bunk bed
bad news in the newsletters
and the sweaters didn’t get any better

i think i have my lifespan
when prince got admitted to princetan
but something wounded me deep inside
the day doubleu*ay * died

so bye, bye, doubleu*ay five
drove the porsche to the fort, but the fort didn’t thrive
them good ol’ cps having lucozade and fries
singing this will be the day i revise
this will be the day i revise

buddy’s dad where have you gone?
cause pc singh is a put on
do you believe in the chatzone?
cause it’s all alone, a gravestone

well i’m sorry i let that pedo in
and i’m sorry that darnell broke the window again
but with jungle at the top of the charts
i think i might just retire in march

and i knew that i was out of luck
and i knew that i was out of luck
the day, the night, the moment
doubleu*ay * died

so i started singing:
bye, bye, doubleu*ay five
drove the porsche to the fort, but the fort didn’t thrive
them good ol’ cps having lucozade and fries
singing this will be the day i revise
this will be the day i revise
oh, yeah

now for four years, we’ve been on our own
found a way to blow ‘em a cyclone
let’s have prom on a yacht!
go further in debt, just why not!

and while the clan convened in park
jesse chalked up many a, many a marks
and vleron left for psg
all carefree, when mckenzie was all aggrieved
and maknassa, who petitioned to be free

now joseph’s mom is no more
and mazin left for the great war
they both spiced up this youth club
and i think i might just make global cafe into a pub

and kurt was one h*ll of a buck
now he works at a god d*mn garbage truck
we’re all just a pile of shmucks
the day, doubleu*ay * died

so we were singing:
my, my doubleu*ay five
drove the porsche to the fort, but the fort didn’t thrive
them good ol’ cps having lucozade and fries
singing this will be the day i revise
this will be the day i revise

i met billy down in the cellar
thought i’d make him happy by building some propellers
but he just turned his back and walked away
so i went down to the football pitch
and everyone missed their goals without a hitch
but still, the day felt grey

and in the sixth form centre
the children soccerheaded
the head of physics somewhat receded
but not one hero was spoken
the fire alarm aptly betoken

and the senior leadership team i admire the most *
jaya, butler and the harvard’s ghost
they deported to the hammerman’s coast
the day, doubleu*ay * died

and they were singing:
bye, bye doubleu*ay five
drove the porsche to the fort, but the fort didn’t thrive
and them good ol’ cps having lucozade and fries
singing this will be the day i revise
yeah, this will be the day i revise

bye, bye doubleu*ay five
drove the porsche to the fort, but the fort didn’t thrive
and them good ol’ cps having lucozade and fries
singing this will be the day i revise
this will be the day i revise

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