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Mimicry's the most ulcerous form of mockery It rewards me handsomely Don't kill the mockingbird Two teaspoons of the old elixir! Magpie looks in the mirror The external world seems to disappear What, exactly, do you see in there? Four teaspoons of the old elixir! Drunken birds falling off the balcony You got to flap them wings Learning how to teach your parrot to speak... A couple more drinks, hear the jailbird sing How a lifetime cooped up has left him cagey Repeat after me: I need to delete all history Some things are best left repressed Albatross necktie looks so dignified But you got to loosen it up Eight teaspoons of the old elixir! Drunken birds weaving through sycamores... SongtexteHow to teach your parrot to speak... A couple more drinks, hear the jailbird sing How a lifetime cooped up has left him cagey Cagey! I need to delete all history Sixteen spoons of the old elixir Thirty-two spoons of the old elixir Sixty-four spoons of the old elixir Night, night! Night, night! Aus Songtexte Mania