I need a tragi-medy,
I need a dramarama.
A hot toddy.
I need
Pity puppet with a head full o' bees.
Purging courage on
Mister, here's a story.
Bartender, please!
Set me up another,
'Cause I'm here
Strapped in, bitin' bullets for your last meal
Ol' Sparky for
Like a child
You always landed on your feet
Running wild
Paid caution
All the old kings sold their crowns downtownLeft a child
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