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I am the messagecentre
Local and direct
Room to room an operator
No calls today, dear,
They'll just have to wait, dear,
I call and I collect
So just strike him softly
Away from the body
You're made up too shiny today
There's so much trouble
Your thoughts are just pissing away
It's so much trouble
So much trouble
I am a manager
And I am in control
As the local delegator
No calls today, dear
They'll just have to wait, dear
I offer no guarantee at all
So don't take it lightly,
You passed your sell-by date
You're made up too shiny today
It's so much trouble
Your thoughts are just pissing away