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Just hear those bones saws buzzin'in, zing zing zing'ling zoom Come hear this 'lovely' lecture for a full lobotomy, eww Inside the grades are falling the Dean is calling "Why you?" Come hear this 'lovely' lecture for a full lobotomy, eww

Better yet, better yet, better yet, you get, a job in sideshow, No wonder that Dan Cain's girl screamed "no!" Better yet, Better yet, Better yet, it's grand, reattaching your hand, We're going along with a plan of dead man from Switzerland! The cheeks are spliced and bloody and buddy buddy are we We're huddled up together like birdlungs of a feather would be Let's "make a note!" before us and wake a stunt-man or two Come hear this 'lovely' lecture for a full lobotomy, eww

There's a fun'ral party at the home of Doctor Graves It'll be the ending to a less-than-perfect day We'll be using the tools we love to use without you yelling "stop!" At the crematory while we watch the eyeballs pop. Pop! Pop! Pop!

Experimentation no one in the world should try, when they pass from this world - damn we need an alibi! Lieutenant's collecting finger prints from all around the school These dead-undead things are the things that remind me we are such fools! Just hear Christchurch bells jingling, ring ting tingling too Come hear this 'lovely' lecture for a full lobotomy, eww Outside the ghouls are robbing The cat is yowling "mew mew" Come hear this 'lovely' lecture for a full lobotomy, eww

Better yet, better yet, better yet, you get, a job in sideshow, No wonder that Dan Cain's girl screamed "no!" Better yet, Better yet, Better yet, it's grand, reattaching your hand, We're going along with a plan of dead man from Switzerland!

“Unwind, mate; facilitate—and reverberate.” Danny’s eyes flickered behind his shades, two cooled flames, as he very distantly watched his client’s habits. With one hand he popped off the plastic head of the little doll and with the remaining, unoccupied fingers wriggled expectantly for the promised two quid. The man, still shaken in a stupor from last week’s fix, aimed to pass the currency as urbanely as he might prosper.

"Lanky, spade," called Danny defiantly (though in no soothed state would the remark have been sincere) frisking his curly curtains of hair away from his face as the meagre-boned addict sauntered away eagerly, heading under the crumbling overpass leading to Chalk Farm road.

I made these as a way to compile all the geographical vocabulary that I thought was useful and interesting for writers. Some descriptors share categories, and some are simplified, but for the most part everything is in its proper place. Not all the words are as useable as others, and some might take tricky wording to pull off, but I hope these prove useful to all you writers out there!