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Oliver Twisted lyrics
Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted,
Who used to think he was a brand and gifted,
Stupendisly handsome, Beautifully smart,
He had no heart.
On his own he was all alone,
He wanted more than he ever got.
Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted,
Who took life so slow that he occasionally missed it,
Permanently senseless, never on his brain, he had no brain.
Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted,
Who lived on the edge or so he insisted,
Inteligently careless, hated rock and roll, he had no soul.
Part of these releases
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- Track 13 on The Way of the Vaselines: A Complete History
- 12 No Hope
- 14 The Day I Was A Horse
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- Track 13 on Enter The Vaselines
- 12 No Hope
- 14 The Day I Was A Horse
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- Track 6 on Dum-Dum
- 5 No Hope
- 7 The Day I Was A Horse
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