Part 3
There's a lady who's far from shy
It's the one and only beautiful Fly
I can't help but stare
At her sexy blond hair
But she's out of my league, I sigh
There's Richard Withey who writes at night
He can drink until it gets light
Please don't think I'm a prat
I don't like your hat
It's wrapped round your head so dam tight
There's Ckahn who's from the States
We've become the unlikest of mates
She learnt No Kan Du
It's a form of Kung Fu
She learnt it because 'Romney' she hates
There's this bloke who's called Jack Frost
He thinks the government have lines they crossed
He seems a nice bloke
I think he likes a joke
But with this project humanity 'I'm lost'
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