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Текст песни Robin Williamson - Butter

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I got a gift of butter, nowGood butter it was claimed to beI dont think it was from a cowAnd if it was, it cowed meA beard was growing on the stuffA goatish beard without a doubtAh. it was sickly, sour and roughWith poison juices seeping outAh, it was slick. ah, it was greyI dont think any goat produced itI had to face it every dayOh, how I wish I had refused itThe salts a thing it never knewIn fact Im sure they never metIt sprouted spots of green and blueIt made me ill. Im not right yet`Twas made of grease and wax and fatAnd substances too vile to utterYou may be sure that after thatIve rather lost the taste for butter

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Butter

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