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作曲 : Jacques |
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Things are getting hard now, getting hard to find. |
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Your livers piccalilli, your kidneys are unkind. |
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Wake up every morning, you'd lie if you felt fine, |
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Stick you fingers down your throat now, nihilistically inclined. |
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That's the Tiger Lillie line. |
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You're hungry for the glory, on the radio you'd mime. |
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The alcohol consumes you, piccalilli is your mind. |
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They're feasting at the table, but only scraps and crumbs you find. |
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You're angry and you're bitter, your hat is full of dimes |
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Well that's the Tiger Lillie line |
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You wake up every morning when the clock forgets to chime |
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You go to sleep each evening, with the whiskey and the wine |
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That's the Tiger Lillie line |
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That's the Tiger Lillie line |
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That's the Tiger Lillie line |
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Tiger Lillie line |
