There are judgments that make the judgment known
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To keep you down
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They look down at the hill you offer yourself
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Yes you should surely carry
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You doubt what you have overturned in this life
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Is worth kneading this damn worn
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With getting the kneading up to stand
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It's going to be another fucking year this year
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But you will be hard pressed to strive with
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Blue nodules and gastric ulcers
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But you stand here firmly like a mountain and carry your own burrow
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Should have been content to be built in say
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and kept low and lay flat
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and lick the village animal well
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and soft inside at the thigh,
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after the hair, and no
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with a smile and nicely say thank you for you
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Rough me down.
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Deep inside the cupboard somewhere.
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It's going to be another fucking year this year
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But you will be hard pressed to strive with
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Blue nodules and gastric ulcers
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You stand here steady as a mountain and
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Carry your bear yourself
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Carry your bear yourself
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Carry your bear yourself
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Carry your bear yourself
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But then you sit there to doubt
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On about what you have overturned in this life
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Is worth kneading this damn worn
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With getting the kneading up to stand
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you doubt
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On about what you have overturned in this life
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Is worth kneading this damn worn
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With getting the kneading up to stand
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you doubt
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On about what you have overturned in this life
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Is worth kneading this damn worn
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With getting the kneading up to stand
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It's going to be another fucking year this year
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But you will be hard pressed to strive with
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Blue nodules and gastric ulcers
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You stand here steady as a mountain and
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Carry your bear yourself |