Quite a Few Men Songtext

Quite a few men lost their heads down there
Spilled their dinners and stained their shirts
If they stand up quick, then their legs might tear
All the employees must act alert

Cautiously inspecting
Perfect little weddings
Avoiding all the dead things
Lying on their lawn
I will blossom into something real
If you explain how reality feels

You know the snake hates
Snake hate the taste
Hates the taste of its own tail

Quite a few men lost their heads
And fell apart
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