RemOddfellows Local 151

Oddfellows local 151 behind the firehouse Where Peewee sits to prove a sage to teach Peewee gathered up his proof Reached up and scratched his head Fell down and hit the ground again Firehouse, firehouse. Why do the heathens rage behind the firehouse Where Peewee sits upon the wall to preach? This boy and girl that gather pearls Of wisdom falling from his mouth Wash off the blood wash off the rum Firehouse, firehouse. Oddfellows local 151 behind the firehouse Where Peewee sits upon the wall to preach. This boy and girl that gather pearls Of wisdom falling from his mouth Wash off the blood, wash off the 151. Firehouse, firehouse. Firehouse, firehouse.
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