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Madonna, She Still Has Not Showed, We See This Empty Cage Now Corrode, Where Her Cape Of The Stage Once Had Flowed, The Fiddler He Now Steps To The Road, On The Back Of The Fish Truck That Loads, While My Conscience Explodes.

I Was Lookin' High An' Low For Them Reds Everywhere, I Was Lookin' In The Sink An' Underneath The Chair. I Looked Way Up My Chimney Hole, I Even Looked Deep Inside My Toilet Bowl.

I'm Not Going To Read Any Of These Magazines. I Mean, Because They've Just Got Too Much To Lose By Printing The Truth. You Know That.

If You Try To Be Anyone But Yourself, You Will Fail; If You Are Not True To Your Own Heart, You Will Fail. Then Again, There's No Success Like Failure

Anger And Jealousy's All That He Sells Us, He's Content When You're Under His Thumb. Madmen Oppose Him, But Your Kindness Throws Him, To Survive It You Play Deaf And Dumb.