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Passing through the corridor I came upon an aging knight |
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Who leaned against the wall in gnarly armor |
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He was on his way to see the king |
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Wilson, Wilson, Wilson |
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He led me through the streets of Prussia talking |
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As he tried to crush a bug |
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That scurried underneath his boot heel |
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He said there was a place where we should go |
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So he lead me through the forest to the edge of a lagoon by which |
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We wandered 'til we reached a bubbly spring |
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The knight grew very quiet as we stood there |
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Then he lifted up his visor and he turned to me and he began to sing |
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He said, "I come from the land of darkness" |
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I said, "I come from the land of doom" |
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He said, "I come from the land of Gamehendge |
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From the land of the big baboon |
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But I'm never, never going back there |
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And I couldn't if I tried |
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'Cause I come from the land of lizards |
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And the lizards they have died |
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And the lizards they have died |
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And the lizards they have died |
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And the lizards they have" |
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He told me that the lizards |
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Were a race of people practically extinct |
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From doing things smart people don't do |
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He said that he was once a lizard too |
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His name was Rutherford the Brave |
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And he was on a quest to save |
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His people from the fate that lay before them |
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Their clumsy end was perilously near |
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The lizards would be saved, he said, if they could be enlightened |
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By the writings of the Helping Friendly Book |
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In all of Prussia only one existed |
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And Wilson had declared that any person who possessed it was a crook |
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He said, "I come from the land of darkness" |
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I said, "I come from the land of doom" |
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He said, "I come from the land of Gamehendge |
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From the land of the big baboon |
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But I'm never, never going back there |
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And I couldn't if I tried |
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'Cause I come from the land of lizards |
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And the lizards they have died |
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And the lizards they have died |
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And the lizards they have died |
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And the lizards they have" |
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The Helping Friendly Book, it seemed |
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Possessed the ancient secrets |
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Of eternal joy and never-ending splendor |
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The trick was to surrender to the flow |
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We walked along beneath the moon |
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He lead us through the bush 'till soon |
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We saw before our eyes a raging river |
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He said that we could swim it if we tried |
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And saying this the knight dove in forgetting that his suit of arms |
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Would surely weigh him down and so he sunk |
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And as his body disappeared before me |
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I bowed my head in silence |
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And remembered all the thoughts that he had thunk |
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He said, "I come from the land of darkness" |
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I said, "I come from the land of doom" |
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He said, "I come from the land of Gamehendge |
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From the land of the big baboon |
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But I'm never, never going back there |
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And I couldn't if I tried |
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'Cause I come from the land of lizards |
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And the lizards they have" |
