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STUART
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by The Dead Milkmen
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Lyrics probably written by Rodney
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You know what Stuart? I like you. You're not like the other people, here,
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in the trailer park. Oh, don't get me wrong. They're fine people. Good
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Americans. But, they're content to sit back, maybe watch a little Mork and
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Mindy on channel 57. Maybe kick back a cool Coors 16-ouncer. They're good
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fine people Stuart, but they don't know what the queers are doing to the
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soil.
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You know that Johnny Wurster kid, the kid who delivers papers in the
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neighborhood? He's a fine kid. Some of the neighbors say he smokes
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crack, but I don't believe it. Anyway, for his 10th birthday, all he wanted
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was a burrow owl. "Dad, get me a burrow owl. I'll never ask for anything
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else as long as I live". So the guy breaks down and buys him a burrow owl.
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Anyway, 10:30, the other night, I go out into my yard. And there's the
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Wurster kid looking up in the tree. I said, "What are you looking for?" He
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said, "I'm looking for my burrow owl". I said, "Jumping Jesus on a pogo
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stick. Everyone knows that a burrow owl lives in a hole in the ground.
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Why the hell do you think they call it a burrow owl, anyway?"
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Now Stuart, do you think a kid like that is gonna know what the queers are
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doing to the soil?
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I first became aware of this, about 10 years ago. The summer my oldest
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boy Bill Jr. died. You know that carnival that comes to town every year?
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Well that year it came with a ride called the Mixer. The man said, keep
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your head and arms inside the mixer at all times. But Bill Jr, he was a
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daredevil! Just like his old man. He was leaning out saying, "Hey everybody,
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look at me, look at me!" POW! He was decapitated. They found his head over
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by the snowcone consession. A few days after that, I open up the mail and
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there's a pamphlet in there, from Peublo, Colorodo. And it's addressed to
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Bill Jr. And it's entitled, "Do you know what the queers are doing to our
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soil?!?"
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Now Stuart, if you look at the soil around any large U.S. city with a big
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underground homosexual population. Des Moines Iowa, perfect example. Look
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at the soil around Des Moines, Stuart. You can't build on it, you can't grow
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anything in it. The government says it's due to poor farming, but I know
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what's really going on, Stuart. I know it's the queers. They're in it with
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the aliens. They're building landing strips for gay Martians, I swear to
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God!
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You know what Stuart, I like you. You're not like the other people, here, in
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the trailer park.
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ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛ ßßßßß ßßßßßß ßßßßß ßßßßßß ßßßßß ÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÛÛÛÛ
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ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ
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ßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßß
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Nine Inch Nails
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"PINION" ASCII
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Written by Trent Reznor PIP
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[GaRK?/GASH]
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this is the first day of my last days
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i built it up now i take it apart
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climbed up real high now fall down real far
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no need for me to stay
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the last thing left i just threw it away
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i put my faith in god and my trust in you
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now there's nothing more fucked up i could do
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wish there was something real wish there was something true
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wish there was something real in this world of you
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i'm the one without a soul
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i'm the one with this big fucking hole
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no new tale to tell
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twenty six years on my way to hell
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gotta listen to your
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big time
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hard line
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bad luck
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fist fuck
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don't think you're having all the fun
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you know me i hate everyone
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wish there was something real wish there was something true
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wish there was something real in this world of you
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i want to but i can't turn back
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but i want to
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ÛÛ²±°°°
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Û²±±°
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²±° Well, weren't those just so freaking special? I know that this is
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±° the second Tfile in a row that contained lyrics, but I shall make °
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° something original, or something from someone else that is original °±
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and put it in the next THO. Peace. °±²
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°±±²Û
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°°°±²ÛÛ
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Care to be a distro or just want a free ANSi or VGA ad? Then try to
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get into contact with Pip the Angry Youth at the GODnet address of
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143/143:1 or call up the Asylum at 9o8ú914ú9318 with the NUP of I
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LOVE FEDS. Well, I'll communicate with you in the next THO file that
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I write. -Pip the angry Youth [GaRK?-GASH/THO]
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