Screaming Mechanical Brain - March of the Midgets | Текст песни

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• March of the Midgets

What's that in the distance, oh my gosh, oh my goodness, what
could it
possibly be?
It seems like the sound of a thousand midgets coming to town
to take revenge
upon me!

How could they have known, I found one outside my home and
now he is my
garden gnome?
I'm not a prejudice or racist, it's just when I see a midget,
I loose control!
(chorus)
I hate circus midgets, I hate circus midgets, I hate them and
they hate me!
I hate circus midgets, I hate circus midgets, I hate them,
yes indeed!
Break it down.

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