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If we crawl at 2, we could crawl at 22 and grovel at the drop of a hat And once they've got you down there It's so hard to re-straighten your back It we crawl at 2, we could crawl at 102 And the target brainless don't quite reach covered so kindly in your opening speech Is a tiny crab of thought on a sideways beach Let lessons not the pupils teach Justice not the lesers breach And maggots not have finger wagged at by leech Well I made sure I wrote this song in Braille So you could touch the words, the words that sail From my mouth back to the jail you could touch the words that sail From the mouth back to the jail That is posing as tongue Curtsies, bows, thank you sirs and the wearing of a business suit lead to complaints of backache and end with a Nazi salute And once they've got you down there It's so hard to re-straighten your back If we crawl at 2, we could crawl at 222 Aus Songtexte Mania