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Happy family, one hand clap, four went by and none came back. Brother Judas, ash and sack, swallowed aphrodiciac Rufus, Silas, Jonah too sang, "We'll blow our own canoes," Poked a finger in the zoo, punctured all the ballyhoo. Whipped the world and beat the clock, wound up with their share of stock. Silver Rolls from golden rock, shaken by a knock, knock, knock. Happy family, wave that grin, what goes round must surely spin; Cheescake, mousetrap, Grip-Pipe-Thynne cried out, "We're not Rin-Tin-Tin." Uncle Rufus grew his nose, threw away his cirkus clothes Cousin Silas grew a beard, drew another flask of weird Nasty Jonah grew a wife, Judas grew his pruning knife. Happy family, one hand clap, four went on but none came back. Songtexte Happy family, pale applause, each to his revolving doors. Silas searching, Rufus neat, Jonah caustic, Jude so sweet. Let their sergeant mirror spin if we lose the barbers win; Happy family, one hand clap, four went on but none came back Aus Songtexte Mania