The crowd's with me, all according to plan
'cause it was an admired service-man
If ya asked for my autograph i'd probably draw my dick in cursive
As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive
Bow your heads-i see the lines of my beaten artist hearses.
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
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