Slice me up a big slab of that sympathetic cheer. If I'm zapped with radiation they say I'll last another year.
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Line 'em up now to greet the sacred cow.
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My hands are full of protein, my arms are made of fire. If you're calling me a diplomat, I'll be calling you a liar.
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Line 'em up now to greet the sacred cow. Line 'em up now to greet the sacred cow.
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Greet the Scared Crow
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