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"I'm the minstrel man, the cleaning man The pole man, the shoeshine man I'm a nigger man, watch me dance I put the lyrics on the paper with the pen Evil

We interrupt this program with a special bulletin America is now under marshal law All constitutional rights have been suspended, stay in your homes Do

Today in Los Angeles another youth loses his life Gunshot wound to the head Street violence is at an all-time high No jokin', I'm sleepin' with my eyes

Yo yo whassup Ice man, you look upset brother Yo man, I got a lot of things on my mind man But I don't know if I should put it on this record Yaknahmsayin

============== (lyrics: Andersson music: Andersson) a serpent crawls in the ashes in the remains of human misery awake but sleeping in the hour of disgust

I am not a liar, and I'm not full of hatred But I hate lies and so the liars hate me The same who can't stand the sight of a starving baby? can you really

Lee Peters: Next number was called "Sha La La La La La." John: You're joking! Lee: No? Paul: La? Lee: Ah, but, in fact, "Baby It's You." John: Why don

Wise: Boys! And what I was thinking was, er ... would you like to do a number with us, you know, we'd like to do a number together Beatles: Yeah, yeah

Freedom of speech, motherfucker Okay, something for the kids (hahaha) [Pinocchio] I got no strings to hold be down To make me fret or make me frown I