This is the story of poor ole tom:
  He wakes, crusted in vomit
  He sobs, his bowels release
  His face is painted like a clown
  His face contorts in agony
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  Poor Tom - Poor Ole Tom
  Poor Tom - Ole Poor Tom
  Poor Tom - Ole Poor Tom
  You wake and wait
  But you don't want to wait
  You drag yourself from sleep
  But look, Tom is coming kick him, kick him in the teeth
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  He is a buffoonish harlequin
  With a nasty habit of getting
  The shit - the shit kicked out of him
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  The local Nazi bully boys
  Must be rid of Tom So the Death Camp will be immaculate
  When they turn the ovens on!
  They smashed his face in the shit
  He writhed in his death throes...
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