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Drums are too noisy, you've got no corners to hide in.

So when she's beating him over the nose with a tire iron
And then we both jump away and disappear
And the pig will turn around and there'll be this pony.
Oh no man: kangaroos!
Drums are too noisy, you've got no corners to hide in.      So when she's beating him over the nose with a tire iron   And then we both jump away and disappear   And the pig will turn around and there'll be this pony.   Oh no man: kangaroos!