He who shits out magic may shineFor the good of a customs and callingCall him maxSend him a faxCharge him no taxPop zeusHe who gives love to angry childrenKids on the skid with baggy trousersCall him zerman find him a helmetHe will come crashingPop zeusElectric newspaper boy!
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