| After defying the grip on the hangman’s noose
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| And recovering my cognizance,
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| Spun the compass North by Northwest
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| And took Liberty out for a long slow dance.
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| Took a good look around, what did I see?
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| A big red tent and people coming in like the tide of the sea.
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| I ducked in to catch some shade,
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| Preacher jump up all ablaze.
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| They say this year rock is coming back, Jack.
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| White gnashing teeth like wolves in the pack.
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| Carnivorous, no mercy son.
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| There is plenty here for everyone so come get you some!
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| 10,000 Witness, show 'em how it’s done, son.
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| Fist full of cottonmouth, rock that podium.
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| Walk on ashes, no half stepping, kid.
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| Their fans are flashing in expectations.
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| All right now!
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| They say this year rock is coming back, Jack.
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| White gnashing teeth like wolves in the pack.
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| Carnivorous, no mercy son.
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| There is plenty here for everyone so come get you some!
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| Living on the lamb and all cut loose,
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| Number of the saints walk on in.
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| Gonna find my executioners
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| And show them exactly what it means to live.
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| 10,000 Witness, show 'em how it’s done, son.
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| Fist full of cottonmouth, rock that podium.
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| Walk on ashes, no half stepping, kid.
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| Their fans are flashing in expectations.
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| All right now!
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| They say this year rock is coming back, Jack.
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| White gnashing teeth like wolves in the pack.
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| Carnivorous, no mercy son.
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| There is plenty here for everyone so come get you some! |