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Big Bad Betty of the Apocalypse | Big Bad Betty of the Apocalypse | ||
She opens her lips | She opens her lips & it goes like this | ||
When The Golden Rule & the jungle meet | When The Golden Rule & the jungle meet | ||
There'll be nothing to love & | There'll be nothing to love & | ||
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We're all together & we're all bereft | We're all together & we're all bereft | ||
Capitalists & Communists | Capitalists & Communists | ||
You did the hokey pokey | You did the hokey pokey & it went like this | ||
You hate each other & you love yourselves | You hate each other & you love yourselves | ||
It might be Heaven & it might be Hell | It might be Heaven & it might be Hell |
Revision as of 14:19, 14 May 2021
Lyrics
Love of the s*n Came back again to make it clear that He never said it would meet demand Shame on a martyr claiming friends from Either perspective of & Weak & Strong & Wet & Dry & Right & Wrong & Live & Die & Sane & Gone & Love & Not & All the &s that we forgot so Sing while you hear it Don't deny it Leave if you can't stand the thought of it Come back again to make things stand with No disrespect to the & High & Low & New & Old & Stop & Go & Hot & Cold & John & Yoko Dark & Light It's almost time to say good night to it They took a lesson from their fathers Told them that they were the same command Wait for the minds to make complete their Lives stuck beside every & Words & Numbers Sound & Silence Stop the peace & Keep the violence No & Yes & We digress It lives with Sad & Happiness Oh God Big Bad Betty of the Apocalypse She opens her lips & it goes like this When The Golden Rule & the jungle meet There'll be nothing to love & There'll be no one to beat Oh the things we know The things we don't Oh the things we think we can will & won't We're loath to gather that nothing's left We're all together & we're all bereft Capitalists & Communists You did the hokey pokey & it went like this You hate each other & you love yourselves It might be Heaven & it might be Hell Oh the things we do The things we say Oh the things we wish we could wash away