| Think of life as a battle between ghosts and liars
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| Or think of it as a barrier to self-fulfilment
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| Is everybody made of skin here?
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| Yes, we’re all made of skin
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| And bone and ligament
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| Let’s hear it for the bi-peds
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| Those horrible monsters
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| Let the hotel line managers decide their fate
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| Let’s hear it for the bi-peds
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| Those horrible monsters
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| Those grinning mogodons with their painted on slogans
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
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| Think of death as a medium-sized yellow robot
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| That should help
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
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| Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt |