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Grope
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Freakshow Gallery
Long live the wierdoes, the misfits and the freaks They help us give fear a name and point out the leaks
We couldn't do without them It simply wouldn't be the same With no one left to blame Welcome to the freakshow gallery, take a seat
Thank god for his lefthands The mothers, the fathers, the preachers The pope and Jackson; he's bad but that don't seem to natter The cops, the teachers and all the rest
Hail to the perverts, hail to the wrong Hail to the inmates, this is your song
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com What would we do without them It simply wouldn't be the same With no one left to blame Left to blame Welcome to the freakshow gallery, take a seat
Thank god for Charles Manson, Koresh, Polpot, the suicide cults The childabusing priests who no one cares to talk about The cornerstones, the healing bones, the righteous and the just
It would not, not be the same With no one, no one left to blame, to blame Welcome to the freakshow gallery, take a seat Take a seat
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