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Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are
You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are
And when your hand is on your heart
You're nearly a good laugh
Almost a joker
With your head down in the pig bin
Saying 'keep on digging'
Pig stain on your fat chin
What do you hope to find?
When you're down in the pig mine
You're nearly a laugh
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.

Bus stop rat bag, ha ha, charade you are
You fucked up old hag, ha ha, charade you are
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
You're nearly a good laugh
Almost worth a quick grin
You like the feel of steel
You're hot stuff with a hat pin
And good fun with a hand gun
You're nearly a laugh
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.

Hey you Whitehouse, ha ha, charade you are
You house proud town mouse, ha ha, charade you are
You're trying to keep your feelings off the street
You're nearly a real treat
All tight lips and cold feet
And do you feel abused?
...!...!...!
You gotta stem the evil tide
And keep it all on the inside
Mary you're nearly a treat
Mary you're nearly a treat
But you're really a cry.

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Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are 
You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are 
And when your hand is on your heart 
You're nearly a good laugh 
Almost a joker 
With your head down in the pig bin 
Saying 'keep on digging' 
Pig stain on your fat chin 
What do you hope to find? 
When you're down in the pig mine 
You're nearly a laugh 
You're nearly a laugh 
But you're really a cry. 
 
Bus stop rat bag, ha ha, charade you are 
You fucked up old hag, ha ha, charade you are 
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass 
You're nearly a good laugh 
Almost worth a quick grin 
You like the feel of steel 
You're hot stuff with a hat pin 
And good fun with a hand gun 
You're nearly a laugh 
You're nearly a laugh 
But you're really a cry. 
 
Hey you Whitehouse, ha ha, charade you are 
You house proud town mouse, ha ha, charade you are 
You're trying to keep your feelings off the street 
You're nearly a real treat 
All tight lips and cold feet 
And do you feel abused? 
...!...!...! 
You gotta stem the evil tide 
And keep it all on the inside 
Mary you're nearly a treat 
Mary you're nearly a treat 
But you're really a cry.

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