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Ernold Same awoke from the same dream In the same bed At the same time Looked in the same mirror Made the same frown And felt the same way as he did every day Then Ernold Same caught the same train At the same station Sat in the same seat With the same nasty stain Next to same old what's-his-name On his way to the same place With the same name To do the same thing Again and again and again.

Chchchchchurchill Got his lucky number Tomorrow there's another Could be me Could be you No silver spoon Sticky teeth, they rot too soon You've got to have the best tunes Or that's it You've blown it All we want is to be happy In our homes like happy families Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet Yes.