The Mighty Quinn

Everybody's building ships and boats
Some are building monuments
Others jotting down notes
Everybody's in despair
Every girl and boy
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here
Everybody's gonna jump for joy
 [bad word] all [bad word] all within
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn [bad word] all [bad word] all within
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn

Let me do what I wanna do, I like my sugar sweet
But jumping queues and making haste
It ain't my cup of meat
Everyone's beneath the trees feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here
All the pigeons [bad word] to him
 [bad word] all [bad word] all within
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn [bad word] all [bad word] all within
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn

Let me do what I wanna do, I like my sugar sweet
But jumping queues and making haste
Ain't my cup of meat
Nobody can get no sleep, there's someone on everyone's toes
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here
Everybody's gonna want to doze
 [bad word] all [bad word] all within
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn [bad word] all [bad word] all within
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn
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