. . .
Every gall in Constantinople
Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople
So if you've a date in Constantinople
She'll be waiting in Istanbul
. . .
There's a picture opposite me
Of my primitive ancestry
Which stood on a rocky shores and kept the beached shipwreck free
Thought I respect that a lot
I'd be fired if that was my job
After killing Jason off and countless screaming Argonauts
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