• Song:

    Sinister Exaggerator

  • Artist:

    The Residents

  • Album:

    Hell!

Pretty much there's only two parts...
Verse:
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-12-12-12-12-12-12-(b9)(b9)(b9)(b9)(b9)(b9)(b9)(b9)(b9)(b9)(b9)(b9)|
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-10-10-10-10-10-10-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-|
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-6-6-6-6-|
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-4-4-4-4-|
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Chorus:
-(b9)11-12-14-15-14-12-14-11-(b9)11-11-12-14-15-|
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Your life is leaning downhill sloping
Off the outer edge
Your undetermined oyster beds
Were found to be a hedge
You cause the kids of Elmer Fudd
To feed the farmer whose
Cadaver's filled with onion rings
And feet are filled with glue

Now Sinister Exaggerator
What's your claim to fame?
Is still your favorite Ferlinghetti
Found in Auntie Maim?
Your alter life is superceded
Only from above
Your heart is like a silken sponge
That calls saliva
LLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEE

Enjoy. And be careful...
The Residents are watching you!
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