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| I started as an altar boy working in the | church |
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| Learning all my holy moves and doing some | research |
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| Which led me to a cash box labelled "Children's | Fund" |
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| I left the coins and | tucked the bills | inside my cummer | bund |
| I got a part time job at my father's carpet store |
| Laying tackless stripping and housewives by the score |
| I loaded up their furniture and took it to Spokane |
| and auctioned off every last Naugahyde divan |
| I'm very well acquainted with the seven deadly sins |
| I keep a busy schedule trying to fit them in |
| I'm proud to be a glutton and I don't have time for sloth |
| I'm greedy and I'm angry and I don't care who I cross |
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| I'm | Mr. Bad Ex | ample, int | ruder in the | dirt |
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| I l | ike to have a | good time and I d | on't care who gets | hurt |
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| I'm | Mr. Bad Ex | ample, | take a look at | me |
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| I'll | live to be a | hundred and go | down in inf | amy |
| Of course I went to law school, took a law degree |
| Counselled all my clients to plead insanity |
| Then worked in hair replacement swindling the bald |
| Where very few are chosen and fewer still are called |
| Then on to Monte Carlo to play chemin de faire |
| I threw away the fortune I made transplanting hair |
| I put my last few francs down on a prostitute |
| Who took me up to her room to perform the flag salute |
| Whereupon I stole her passport and her wig |
| Headed for the airport and the midnight flight, you dig? |
| Fourteen hours later I was down in Adelaide |
| Flipping through the want ads sipping Fosters in the shade |
| I opened up an agency somewhere down the line |
| To hire aboriginals to work the opal mines |
| But I attached their wages and took a whopping cut |
| Whisked away their workman's comp and pauperized the lot |
| CHORUS |
| I bought a first class ticket on Malaysian Air |
| Landed in Sri Lanka none the worse for wear |
| I'm thinking of retiring from all my dirty deals |
| And I'll see you in the next life, wake me up for meals! |