You've got
a pickle in your mouth
another one in your hand
you like the juice
and you are
a very serious man
you try to run
into the darkness
but you get caught
in the light
your water don't run
and your dog
don't bite
you've got
a masterplan
and you are
a very serious man
the morning is going to come
and peep into your window
the sun will come
and catch you in the frying pan
but you are
a very serious man!
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