[00:02.29]---THE VENUS IN FURS---
[00:04.95]---Tumbling Down---
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[00:22.70]Gee, but it's hard when one lowers one's guard to the vultures
[00:34.99]But, me, I regard it a torturous hardship that smoulders
[00:47.01]Like a peppermint eaten away,
[00:53.15]Will I fight, will I swagger or sway?
[00:59.50]Hee hee, m'lady, she cries like a baby, scold us,
[01:09.57]See her tumbling down, see her tumbling down.
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[01:23.25]Hail to the monkey, we're having a funky reunion
[01:34.38]Wasted and sunk he can only have sunday communion
[01:45.87]He's got nicotine stains in his eyes.
[01:51.69]He's got nothing to protect but his pride.
[01:57.97]All smothered in kiss or be drowned in blissful confusion.
[02:07.76]See her tumbling down, see her tumbling down,
[02:20.04]See her tumbling down, tumbling down.