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Calypso Junkie, what can you do? But maybe share it round and see it makes it through Upon the funeral train I don't want to be like them Here comes your brother, kid He's got to take us in My mentally sweet head is full of evil songs The breaching letter says "No wait, she sings them wrong!" Upon the funeral train I don't wan to be like them Here comes that easy kid I think he'll take us in From Letras Mania