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Tiger Lillie Line - Tiger Lillies
Things are getting hard now
Getting hard to find
Your livers piccalilli
Your kidneys are unkind
Wake up every morning
You'd lie if you felt fine
Stick you fingers down
Your throat now
Nihilistically inclined
That's the Tiger Lillie line
You're hungry for the glory
On the radio you'd mime
The alcohol consumes you
Piccalilli is your mind
They're feasting at the table
But only scraps and crumbs you find
You're angry and you're bitter
Your hat is full of dimes
Well that's the Tiger Lillie line
You wake up every morning
When the clock forgets to chime
You go to sleep each evening
With the whiskey and the wine
That's the Tiger Lillie line
The Tiger Lillie line
Tiger Lillie line