[Originally by The Flys] Two fingers poking at the world One golden rule, no rules at all Two fingers been poised down on to you You better make sure they got something to do Two fingers now what a surprise Mama can't believe what happens before her eyes Her little darling once so small Never could believe you'd grow up at all Well do we miss you, Yes we do Father sends his regards to you Will I write well once in while I'll send my love and a Molotov cocktail
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