I want to go up to Detroit
I want to lie in the shade
I want to visit the president
And then I want to get laid
I want to go down to Memphis
I want to talk to the king
I want to tell him we`re sorry
And it won`t happen again
I`ve got a photo of James Joyce
It`s a photo by Man Roy
It`s not very very much like him
But it`s not for me to say
She sacrifices her body
Almost every night
Just like a lamb to the slaughter
And she thinks it makes him feel right
You gave me so many problems
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