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Carter The Unstoppable Sex Machine

Join the cubs, see the world Pay your subs, meet the girls Sell your toys be reborn They love a boy in uniform 37 wasted years Closeting his greatest

I've lost a truly special friend I swear I'll never drink again I'd like to talk to you alone If I could walk, I'd walk you home I'd like to kiss you

Princess resuscitates drowning tramp Big business infiltrates postage stamp Happy days are here again And it's a gas man, oh boy And we will enjoy ourselves

Conspiracy theory number one Jesus was a man from Mars The stable was a pub called the Rising Sun And the three wise men arrived in cars Conspiracy theory

One of these days you'll get away from London town Causing chaos and delay on the underground I'll read your letter as I pass away the time Stuck in a

There was November in your eyes There'd be no pennies for the guys There were fireworks over London But you weren't among them anymore When it got darker

to patronize the fans Life is cheap, buy some now Satisfy the sheep, sacrifice the sacred cow Born to boogie, disco Tex Mr. Groovy, the God of groupie sex

A husband and wife and a whore Bang, bang A family of five maybe four Bang, bang Everyone sing till you're sore Bang, bang There's no such thing as civil

The tequila sun is rising And the Harvey's Bristol moon is sinking Put the Binatone on snooze Open up some special brews and start drinking To the biggest