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The Duck, He Stared

This song is by Azimuth Split.

The duck, he stared...
All beadie-eye, and feather-weared
He glared at my hair, I'd say if I dared
His ma was a whore and her ass she bared

Could he see...
The hatred I felt for his family?
For long ago when we were three
His gran robbed my grandad of 60p

Grandad died...
From four broken hearts and a suicide
His pain and shame he could never hide
His wounds were salted and cauterized

I took a pane...
Of mirrored-glass from my weather-vane
Reflecting his stare back into his brain
Which drove the little cunt quite insane

So hear my words
Don't take any shit from those floating birds
Those watertight, hissing and spitting turds
And next time you see one, shout
"Vous ete merde!"

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