This is the story of poor ole tom:
He wakes, crusted in vomit
He sobs, his bowels release

His face is painted like a clown
His face contorts in agony
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Poor Tom - Poor Ole Tom
Poor Tom - Ole Poor Tom
Poor Tom - Ole Poor Tom

You wake and wait
But you don't want to wait
You drag yourself from sleep

But look, Tom is coming kick him, kick him in the teeth
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He is a buffoonish harlequin

With a nasty habit of getting
The %#@! - the %#@! kicked out of him
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The local !#@$ bully boys
Must be rid of Tom So the Death Camp will be immaculate
When they turn the ovens on!

They smashed his face in the %#@!
He writhed in his death throes...
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