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| "My name is Fred," he said "The words you hear are in my head." And I could see something in his eye I could already sense his aliby So all I did was sit and cry. "My name is Fred," he said "I think its time you went to bed." And I was tied down so rough I could hardly move, for the rope was tough So all I did was sit and huff. "My name is Fred," he said "I think it is time you bled." And I could already feel the flow I could barely mutter a single woe So all I did was sit as he cut off my toe. "My name is Fred," he said "I think you deserve to be filled with lead." And I could tell this man was trully sick I could hardly believe myself for falling for his trick So all I did was sit as the gun clicked. "My name is Fred," he said "I think it is time you were dead." And I could feel my body being struck I could tell that I had been born with unfortunate luck So all I did was sit while my brains were made forever fucked. "My name can not be identified," I cried "For my body was crucified." And on my anonymous grave they quoted The famous memory that forever I have toted "My name is Fred," he said "The words you hear are in my head." |
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