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John Browne's Body

(to be sung to the tune of "John Brown's Body", aka "The Battle Hymn of the Republic")

John Browne's body has at last begun to rot
He was murdered by a student who completely lost the plot
They finally went off their tree and hurt him quite a lot
Just to stop him droning on...

They started with a blunted spoon, then went in with a knife
There wasn't very much of him to send home to his wife
They're sitting in a prison cell for twenty years to life
But they stopped him droning on...

Glory, glory haleluljah
Glory, glory haleluljah
It took them quite a while to erase the manic smile
'Cos they'd stopped him droning on

The background For Those Who Came In Late, as the Phantom comics say... John Browne was a lecturer at the TAFE college where I studied for a year back in 1998. He wasn't a particularly good lecturer, and he wasn't entertaining to listen to.

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