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Is your boss a dick? Well, that's all right
Cause I make the best effigies
All my prices are so low, one could cry
Since my store is a rarity, you see
Shops for torches, pitchforks and big signs
But no-one else sells effigies
You could dress up a scarecrow, but I'm like
That just screams insincerity to me, uh
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It's an odd but handy skill, alright
Makin' custom-made effigies
Even if you wanna protest all night
They won't lose their identity, you see
Burnin' slowly when that prick's alight
I sell "Lastin' Flame Effigies"
Do you want one but with no-one in mind?
Try this "Generic Enemy" for cheap, uh
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You want two, mate? That ups the price
Want a large frame? That ups the price
You want three, mate? That ups the price
Want it pre-staked? That ups the price
You want four, mate? That ups the price
Want a scarred face? That ups the price
You want five, mate? That ups the price
Want hot blue flames? That ups the price, uh
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