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We measure things by what we are |
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To the maggots in the cheese, the cheese is the universe |
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To the worms in the corpse, the corpse is the cosmos |
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How, then, can we be so cocksure about our [Incomprehensible]? |
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Just because of our telescopes and microscopes |
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And the splitting of the atom, certainly not |
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Science is but an organized system of ignorance |
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There are more things in |
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Heaven and on |
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EarthThan are dreamt of in any philosophy |
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What do we know about the beyond? |
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Do we know what's behind the beyond? |
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I'm afraid some of us hardly know what's beyond the behind |
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Fuck dammit, another |
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HalloweenPeople on |
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Military know what this means |
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Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars |
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Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars |
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Went to trick or treat the first house on my block |
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Spit in my face and gave me a rock |
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I tried to give it back and said |
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I'll take nothin' instead |
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Turned around and walked away and felt the rock peg me in the head |
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Walked to the next house directly next door |
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And there |
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I found an old lady dead on the floor |
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I said, "Excuse me miss, but do you have a treat?" |
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She lifted her leg and scraped flakes off her dead feet |
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I ran to the next house happy and gitty |
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There I seen a fat woman holdin' up her titty |
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I said "Trick or treat" she said "Treat or trick" |
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And squeezed on her titty until it fuckin' made me sick |
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The next house was set back in the woods |
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I was a little frightened but fuck |
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I want the goods |
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I knocked on the door, |
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I heard a knock back |
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And then I heard "Come in" and yo |
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I'm like, fuck that! |
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This house belongs to |
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Mrs.Cherryspoon |
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She said "Drop your drawers and your treat is commin' soon" |
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I quickly grew a stiffy but kept my eye's shut |
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A hand came out the mail chute and flicked me in the nuts |
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I wobbled to the next house ready for the worst |
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And chillin' in the drive was a long black hearse |
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I rung the door-bell and said "Is anybody home?""Of course little boy have a sugar coated kidney stone" |
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I walked in the field and to the next crib |
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It's friendly |
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Mrs. Witherbee in her cookin' bib |
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I said "How bout some candy?" |
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She said "How bout instead, a nice hotFresh home made loaf of yeast infection bread" |
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My bag became heavy so |
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I rest on the curb |
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And ridin' on his bike, here comes little |
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Larry Shurd |
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I snuk up behind him and kicked 'em off his seat |
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I punched 'em in the neck and power bombed 'em in the street |
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Now my sack of candy has doubled in size |
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Up to the next house for my scary prize |
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I'm like, "Trick or Treat, Trick, Treat, Tricky, Dick" |
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He opened up his door slapped my lips and didn't give me shit |
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Rock through his window and ran across the street |
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To the big mansion, |
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I'm in for a treat |
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I dinged on the dong and here comes the butler |
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A big guppy, tall ass lurch lookin' motherfucker |
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I said "Hello Mr. is there somethin' for my sack?" |
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He reached into his pocket but |
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I think he hurt his back |
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It's taken him an hour, my bag is open ready |
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But then he finally dropped it in my sack, a fuckin' penny |
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The next house is abandoned so forget it |
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But wait a minute |
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I think somebody's livin' in it |
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I ran up to the porch, "Trick or Treat you can't hide" |
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It was a crack-head he crawled in my bag and died |
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The next house was mine, the last on the block |
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My mother's sittin' on the porch shinnin' up her glock |
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I climbed on the roof with my brother |
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Jump Steady and we yelled"Happy Halloween and Clown Love to the whole city" |
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Fuck dammit, another |
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HalloweenPeople on |
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Military know what this means |
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Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars |
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Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars |
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Fuck dammit, another |
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HalloweenPeople on |
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Military know what this means |
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Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars |
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Creatures on the streets and razor blades in candy bars |
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Fuck dammit, another |
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HalloweenPeople on |
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Military know what this means |
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Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars |
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Creatures on the streets and razor blades in candy bars |
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Fuck dammit, another |
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HalloweenPeople on |
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Military know what this means |
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Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars |
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Creatures on the streets and razor blades in candy bars |
