British Sea Power fakir

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Fakir sat down on his carpet, mysteriously grumbling
The crowd began to throw him money, and angrily snarling
He was like a mummy, and he stood up when
He picked up the money, and sat down again
The crowd was rooted to the spot, Fakir continued grumbling
He was like a mummy, and he stood up when
He picked up the money, and sat down again
He was like a mummy, and he stood up again
The crowd continued snarling, so he sat down again

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