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 (Sung angrily to the tune of House of The Rising Sun) There is a house in Scarborough They call it the 'Rising Fly' And it's been the ruin of many a young sick girl Oh God, I wanted to die My brother volunteered me To help him look after my grandma and her pup We were going to spend the night with her Then the son-of-a-bitch doesn't even show up Now the only thing I really needed Was a suitcase and a can of Raid And I tried to kill as many flies as I could But they were all determined to stay Oh, Mother tell your children That they will likely cry If they agree to spend a night in misery In the House of the Rising Fly With one foot in the kitchen And the other foot in the living room I tried to avoid the infestation But should have accepted the doom Well there is a house in Scarborough They call the 'Rising Fly' And it's been the ruin of many a young sick girl Oh God, I wanted to die
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