My roommate, the Chilean anthropologist, blares one of two things from his room: 80s music, or the Rolling Stones. Funny, I always thought the lyrics were
I'm only huuuuuuuuman
Flesh and blood, and brains...
But in fact they're:
I'm only huuuuuuuuman
Of flesh and blood, I'm made...
So, no brains for the author of this song.
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