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Punchline Punchline

Little lamb come out of the rain You'll catch your death in the cold A helping hand, come ease your pain In peace, you'll rest in our fold I can be a

You'll be gone tomorrow You'll be gone tomorrow Gone tomorrow Preoccupied with the latest fashion Hip today, hip today With wide open eyes on the next

Respect Always everybody looking for some Respect Who do you think you're gonna get it from? Respect Anybody here deserving of none Respect So tell me

So you're a self proclaimed messiah Or maybe a blasphemes liar A clever hypnotic hoax, a hallowed heretic coax Who tells these stories so old No, never

To get to the other side? I'm still waiting for the punchline And whoever said, the grass always grows Greener on the other side I'm still waiting for the punchline

Sun going up making its rounds It keeps on moving, painting the town Before you know it, she's sinking low So tell me something Something I don't already

We rely on subtle points and stabs at biting humour to reveal our tired roles of slave and domination who did you enlighten today humiliate to sell

You did it again, you let yourself be fooled. Why did you think that you had a chance. You took a look around, you said you hae this town. If you do then

I can tell what you're thinking. I can usually read your eyes. This time might be different, so tell me if I'm right. You're a bit unhappy with the decision