To the tune of Elton John's "Levon", in case it's not clear...
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| Beeko lives in a reality that he's made He calls his child Costner 'Cause he likes the name And if he didn't, he'd ne-ver get laid | |
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| I didn't expect a mosh pit for a ballad. | |
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Beeko, Beeko sees the future. What'll happen? He often tries to say. Spends his days drawing, In the basement of the basement of the basement, Of the Milky Way
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He was born a penguin to a nun on a fantasmical day. When the Chicago Trib said the Cubs have won. So the end was nigh. Kevin Costner hid his son today.
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| Um, Mother Superior, I can explain... | |
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