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A parody of young Michael Jackson's "Ben". Pippin singing like one of the severely beschnitten! Pippin realises that his ability to hit the same notes as Michael has diminished over time... Be sure to check the lyrics as you listen!
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Peak #94
Peak in subgenre #40
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words by Merry & Pippin
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2004
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October 14, 2004
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MP3 2.6 MB, 128 kbps, 0:00
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Hens, well, roosters think that they’re hard core Flap and founder when they try to soar With these hens I have at home Egg purchases postponed I’d recommend, you see You get a hen or three (And you’ll spend less, you’ll see) Hens are always running here and there (Unaware!) Like they are chock full of compressed air (Full of air!) If you check out their behind And eggs aren’t what you find There's someplace they should be On the rotisserie (And make a feast for me) They roost away, ‘till dawn’s nigh Fowls do fuss, now at five (I’ll roast a few, wings and thighs) (Bowls of soup, served with chives) Pens, of chickens are a fowl array (manurey grey) Nests a-glisten from the turds they spray (dirty hay) So before those eggs you chew Yes, sterilize them, do I.Q.s at minus ten Nothing has no brain like hens (No brain) Like hens (Like hens) Like hens
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