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Funeral on a Spit Lyrics
I know people are starving
You ask me to play dead
I'd like to oblige you
If it's not too late
You see my dead and tender body
For diamonds shall be fit
To be sent to Kampuchea
For a funeral on a spit
I've seen your statistics
Yes they touched my heart
I don't have much money
But I'd like to play my part
You see my dead and tender body
For diamonds shall be fit
To be sent to Kampuchea
For a funeral on a spit
I know people are starving
You ask me to play dead
I'd like to oblige you
If it's not too late
You see my dead and tender body
For diamonds shall be fit
To be sent to Kampuchea
For a funeral on a spit
You ask me to play dead
I'd like to oblige you
If it's not too late
For diamonds shall be fit
To be sent to Kampuchea
For a funeral on a spit
Yes they touched my heart
I don't have much money
But I'd like to play my part
For diamonds shall be fit
To be sent to Kampuchea
For a funeral on a spit
You ask me to play dead
I'd like to oblige you
If it's not too late
For diamonds shall be fit
To be sent to Kampuchea
For a funeral on a spit
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