| (f/dj swamp) | |
| First thing i remember was lying in the sand | |
| When a plague of seven horsemen | |
| Came across the desert land | |
| They had one good eye between them | |
| They were burning up the sky | |
| When i asked why they had come for me | |
| The ugly one replied | |
| He told me | |
| Ah, you better recognize | |
| Aw, you better recognize, son | |
| Next thing i recall well | |
| I was hanging from a cliff | |
| When an angel came to rescue | |
| Me and held me in her grip | |
| She said, 'everyone who's ever loved you | |
| Gets hurt in the end.' | |
| Then she smiled and said, 'forgive me.' | |
| As she let go of my hand | |
| She told me | |
| (you been living out of pocket, out of your socket) | |
| Ah, you better recognize. | |
| (you been leaning like a pisa, a moaning lisa) | |
| Ah, you better recognize, son | |
| (hip hip for all the busted, we are entrusted) | |
| Ah, you better recognize. | |
| (you come a pleading, but it's too late | |
| We can't hear you're on the list now!) | |
| And let your dim light shine. | |
| Always darkest before the morning light, | |
| Lord knows you ain't that bright | |
| Better let your dim light shine | |
| Just before i hit the ground | |
| I woke up in my bed | |
| I was dazed and i was weary | |
| And my heart was full of dread | |
| When i looked at my reflection | |
| I was horrified to find | |
| There were seven horsemen next to me | |
| The angel close behind | |
| They told me | |
| (you been living out of pocket, out of the socket) | |
| Ah, you better recognize. | |
| (you been leaning like a pisa, a moaning lisa) | |
| Ah, you better recognize, son | |
| (hip hip for all the busted, we are entrusted) | |
| Ah, you better recognize. | |
| (you come a pleading, but it's too late | |
| We can't hear you're on the list now!) | |
| And let your dim light shine. |
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