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(???)
No room for the pudding(???)
Street vendor cries
Saying, "No, don't go"
There's no room for the pudding(???)
But we have six (???)
I don't know
No room for the pudding(???)
And outward she cries, saying,
"Why me?
Try to send you downtown
Why me?
Try, we're downtown"

(???) make me into (???)
If I had my friends, I wouldn't be (???) <(Scott Walker Style breakdown!!)

In the city

What makes it even
And (???) often
Said you're (???) even, said
I'm going down, down, down

What makes it easy
What makes it even
Said (???) often, said
I'm going down, down, down

What makes it easy
What makes your (???)
Said (???) often, said
We're going down, down, down

What makes it even, said
What makes it often, said
I'm (???) even, said
You're going down, down, down

I've got nowhere to go
I've got nowhere to go
Where would I want to go when
I'm going down, down, down

In the world