| All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
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| And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall
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| All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
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| And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall
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| What came first, the chicken or the dickhead?
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| Split sleep reaps rewards
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| From ill-fitting thoughts
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| And twilight forced you to go on a walk
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| Your legs start running and your head gets caught
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| Canopy 19 is perfectly placed
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| For the reasonably frightening fall from the aftertaste
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| You'll have to slip away, I am unhappy to say
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| Behold as the crook in the hammock plays.
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| All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
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| And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall
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| All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
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| And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall
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| Behold, there's a crook in the hammock plays
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| Cruelly with the base and the scales
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| And fiddles with the feet on a balancing act
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| Gagged, bound and crafting a tale
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| Trailing wrapped in a gasp
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| Cruelly with the base and the scales
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| And fucking fiddles with the feet on balancing act
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| You was gagged, bound and crafting tale
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| wrapped in gasp
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| All pretty visitors came and their arms
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| And cast shadow of a snake pit on the wall
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| All pretty visitors came and their arms
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| And cast shadow of a snake pit on the wall |