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An army of ancients can rise from the ground |
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And tear every nation apart |
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And I'd still be sitting there counting my cards |
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Wondering when will it stop, oh |
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The oceans and forests could collide into one |
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And might leave this world in a spark |
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And I'd still be sitting there twiddling my thumbs |
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Wondering when will it stop |
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Oh, how did the fox get the raven, the crow? |
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Oh, I got it, oh, yeah, oh yeah |
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Why at the creek did the dog lose the bone? |
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Oh, I got it, oh yeah, oh yeah |
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The man can come back on his fiery thrown |
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To measure the failures at heart |
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And I'd still be whistling Dixie alone |
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Wondering when will it stop, oh |
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I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna move |
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Ask you to assume and stick to the boot, I'm sorry |
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Well, I'll take what I want in the dawn's early light, oh |
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How did the fox get the raven, the crow? |
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Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah |
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Why did the hen pick grains in the snow? |
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Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah |
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Why did the brother berries go? |
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Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah |
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Wind took the rest but the kids came along |
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Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah |
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Why did the mouse help the bees with the floor? |
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Oh yeah, oh yeah |
