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The first words that came could've been more inspired |
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You must be hungry or tired or frozen |
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So put up your feet, throw some coal on the fire |
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And weave us a tale of delight |
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So we sit in our gun and we wait for our turn |
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We'll be waiting all of the night |
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So we sit in our gun and we wait for our turn |
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We'll be waiting all of our lives |
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We're all to blame, we hide away |
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Let's take the sand from this bottomless pit |
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It's hell to pay, so run away |
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Destroy on command all who came and then quit |
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It's been carefully planned by the ones you won't see |
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Send out the monkeys, they come out of the bushes |
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To piss in the punch and then smash up the decks |
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It's your party, we're all obliged |
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So we sit in our gun and we wait for our turn |
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Think you hurt him, there's blood on the floor |
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So we sit in our gun, can |
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I ask what you're on |
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If you made it there's hope for us all |
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We're all to blame, we hide away |
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Let's take the sand from this bottomless pit |
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It's hell to pay, so run away |
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Destroy on command all who came and then quit |
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You're all the same, so hide away |
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Let's steal the sand from this bottomless pit |
