Dead Finks Don’t Talk Brian Eno

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[Verse 1]
Oh, cheeky, cheeky
Oh, naughty, sneaky
You're so perceptive and I wonder how you knew

[Chorus]
But these finks don't walk too well
A bad sense of direction
And so they stumble round in threes
Such a strange collection

[Verse 2]
Oh, you headless chicken
Can those poor teeth take so much kicking?
You're always so charming
As you peck your way up there

[Chorus]
And these finks don't dress too well (Oh no, oh no)
No discrimination (Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no)
To be a zombie all the time (Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no)
Requires such dedication (Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no)

[Guitar Solo]
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