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Up on high where the wild foam vanilla baths flow |
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You know who chose the bones over the entrails |
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Dispatch the toothless yapping dog |
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And while that dog was taking a shit |
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I snuck up behind him and gave him a kick |
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Which turned him into a big black raven type bird |
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Up on high where this new big black raven bird flies |
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You know he shows you down below where the better carrion lies |
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Lies like a joseph disguised like a bum |
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A key to the kingdom a drunk with a gun |
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A beacon of truth floating in fiction |
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Up on high where the wild foam vanilla baths flow |
