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  1. The Toleratti
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Lyrics

What a strange weird neighborhood
Once off the plane he thought he knew where he stood
He loves those cocktails of whiskey and gin
But someone must have put something else in

Hey hey now
Don’t ask me how
He’s bound and gagged can’t you see
He’s under the thumb of the Toleratti

Doubt in doses keeps your feet on the ground
Too much then you’re in for a pound
Your head’s on a swivel
Getting interest for principles
Kneeling to the wizards who run this town

It’s a nicemare where no one says what he thinks
It’s a nicemare my thoughts on the brink
What do you mean that’s not right to say
I just saw it on a monument yesterday

Hey hey now
Don’t ask me how
He’s bound and gagged can’t you see
He’s under the thumb of the Toleratti

There’s something in the water that’s making you all fools
Trying to make a point when they keep changing all the rules

You don’t want to hurt your feelings
So we’ll stop arguing altogether
Accept your premise we’re to blame for the weather
And everything under the sun

Someone shattered their narrative
That really hits them where they live
The twits are all a-flutter spewing their hate
They don’t think they don’t think
They just regurgitate

The dictionary’s changing faster than the breeze
Let’s have a shootout at the strawman factory
You can call me every name in the book
But you have no respect for those who did what it took

Hey listen up now
We’re screaming out loud
We’re gonna say whatever we please
Here’s a Bronx Salute to the Toleratti

Music and lyrics by Jim Loeffler
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