Hemlock Row from Portmanteau by Dead Cinema

An armadillo in transylvania, in your picture show, a friend in of the family a friend in the know

I never drink before seven and I sleep in a tuxedo
and my chastaty belt was made in heaven from the skins of an ancient armadillo

now I sit here on the hemlock row, now you sit there in the front row

I'm a people person, we're people all for the birds, we'll celebrate baby jesus with the storks at the end of the word.

nothing up my sleeves but scars

there aint no people persons down at the north pole
there aint no christmas dinner just a big lump of coal

An armadillo in transylvania smashed up on the road, in the name of the euro union they turned all the ravens to crows.

When you wake up thursday evening, wearing my sunday clothes, come see the Thorazine shuffle in the Titicut show

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