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Now let's be Frank. It ain't a good lie unless it includes a log cabin. Naval Intelligence, shaken, not stirred, add a dash of Freaks to the Tom Mix. We'll need a Studer and a Studer baker, a former Quaker in the studio with an alluring zoot suit o' gold. A golden oldie with a chip on his shoulder. Deep-throated audio wouldn't pan out. Debbie did Dallas, so it's time to fan out.

Hollow weenies on the Eve of Destruction, To belabour the point of Deconstruction. Hating hairless monkees til the cows come home. "Id like to send them to Davy Jones'locker," Says the Knickerbocker In sheiks clothing, bet Yourboutis they've got cooties. Ever loathing,twisted spokes men hitting the offbeat For the avante rear guard. Pop goes the weasle, but apparently, it isn't mutual.

"Watch, I can play reggae in 13/8." Still, they dance, and it pisses him off. When you hire the best, you can look down on the rest. Aces up your sleeve, no need to hold em to your vest.

Agents provocateur. Vito Incognito. Throw a pot in my studio. Dance a lot in my studio. Highlife in the highlights til angel fell through skylight. Still, they danced.

Raven flies evermore. Pig buys a wig store. And the torture never stops. The torture never stops.

No one can do doo wop, like I do doo wop. Doo-doo wop. Doo-doo. Wop doo-doo.

So let's all go hang out at the hangout. Go back to the 40's and pretend we're the future. Pretend we're on drugs and howl with the Bauhaus. Bau haus haus. Or maybe we'll just stay here and murder Stravinski.

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