Toll would like to quit and be a florist Gunter does interior design Urf is into mime Attila's cupcakes are sublime Bruiser knits Killer sews Ven does little muppet show And Vladimir collects ceramic unicorns He's got a dream I've got a dream He's got a dreamĪnd I know one day romance will reign supreme Though my face make people screaming There's a child behind it dreaming Like everybody else I've got a dream I've got scars and lumps and bruises Plus something here that oozes And let's not even mention my complexion But despite my extra toes and my goiter and my nose I really want to make a love connection Can't you see me with a special little lady Rowing in a rowboat down a stream Though I'm one discuting blighter I'm a lover, not a fighter 'Cuz way down deep inside I've got a dream
See I ain't as cruel and vicious as I seem Though I do like breaking femurs You can count me with the dreams Like everybody else I've got a dream I'm malicious, mean and scary My sneer could curdle dairy And violence wise, my hands are not the cleanest But despite my evil look and my temper and my hook I've always yearned to be a concert pianist Can't you see on the stage performing Mozart Tickling the ivores till they gleam I'd rather be called deadly For my killer show-tune medley, thank you! 'Cuz way down deep inside I've got a dream
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