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Naked on the toilet with a toothbrush in his mouth, |
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When he suddenly acquired an overwhelming sense of doubt. |
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Every single piece of baggage he'd been holding on his back, |
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Was beginning to dig dig dig in and his back began began to crack. |
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And when he finally broke up, he found that he'd been breaking down. |
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Little body, little soul, little shrapnel on the ground |
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So he started to examine from the clumsy to the cute, |
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From the fat, fat cat to the destitute |
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From the chat, fat cat to the mute |
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Oh earthly pleasure ring out |
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From the rigors of this road |
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Earthly pleasure ring out |
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From the caverns of my soul |
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Then suddenly he found themselves in 1822 |
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And he was in another body, in a heavy sort of suit |
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He was surrounded but he'd started making plans to make a run |
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When they called to him, son, cock your gun |
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And so he did as all the others had already done |
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He put his finger on the trigger and he gave 'em some |
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And though he don't like to admit it, it was sensual and pure |
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And he changed that day though he can't be sure |
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If it's the sickness or the cure. |
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Oh earthly pleasure ring out |
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From the rigors of this road |
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Earthly pleasure ring out |
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From the caverns of my soul |
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So there he was in front of her divine simplicity |
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And she was speaking Esperanto and drinking ginger tea |
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As she inquired about the reason for his visit here today |
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Well he just said, no reason, and I really shouldn't stay. |
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And so he thought that she would think that he was some kind of freak |
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And that he'd go back to the grind, and that he wouldn't last a week |
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But she didn't, she just sighed and added softly with a smile |
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Sit down dear child, what's on your mind? |
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And so he frantically described to her, the kingdom at her feet |
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As she continued with her manicure and poured another tea |
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As he recounted tales of misery and suffering and pain |
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She was yawning at the ceiling, so we had to up his game |
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The only thing your children cherish is to move up the ranks |
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Lucifer is in our courts, Beelzebub is in our banks |
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And if you don't cooperate with us, we'll hang you 'til you're dead |
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So she granted him a wish, and let him write it on her head |
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And when he read it back to her, this is all it said |
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Earthly pleasure ring out |
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From the rigors of this road |
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Earthly pleasure ring out |
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From the caverns of my soul |
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Now I truly understand |
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But I don't understand a thing |
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So let this earthly pleasure sing |
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Earthly pleasure |
