You walk all over anyone who dares to be a friend
Screen and yell because you deem them unenlightened
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps

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I nearly broke my back as I was handing back for you
Half the time was hell and half a waste of time
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps

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I do not know the answer to the universe I fear
So drop me cold and go and find your perfect man my dear
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps

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