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| Outback Steakhouse will kill you in your sleep! And when you are dead, how the children they will weep! | |
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| No father left to feed them! Nowhere left to run! Where once they held report cards, now they hold shotguns! | |
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THE NAIL-NIBBLING CLIMAX!
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| Outback Steakhouse will kill you in your sleep! They don't have a reason, they just want to see you bleed! | |
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| And if you don't like it, you'd best not let them know! For if they smell your weakness, your fingers have to go! | |
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| Outback Steakhouse will kill you in your sleep! They did it to your father, now you're scheduled next week! | |
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| Your throat slit on the pillow! Your hand caked red with death! Though your last gasps will forgive them, your wife will not forget! | |
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