| Turn and run
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| Nothing can stop them
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| Around every river and canal their
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| Power is growing
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| Stamp them out
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| We must destroy them
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| They infiltrate each city with their thick dark warning odor
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| They are invincible
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| They seem immune to all our herbicidal battering
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| Long ago in the Russian hills
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| A Victorian explorer found the regal Hogweed by a marsh
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| He captured it and brought it home
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| Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge
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| The royal beast did not forget
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| So he came home to London
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| And made a present of the Hogweed to the Royal Gardens at Kew
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| Waste no time
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| They’re approaching
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| Hurry now, we must protect ourselves and find some shelter
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| Strike by night
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| They’re defenseless
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| They all need the sun to photosensitize their venom
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| Still they’re invincible
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| Still they’re immune to all our herbicidal battering
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| Fashionable country gentlemen had some cultivated wild gardens
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| In which they innocently planted the Giant Hogweed throughout the land
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| Botanical creature stirs, seeking revenge
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| The royal beast did not forget
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| Soon they escaped, spreading their seed
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| Preparing for an onslaught
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| Threatening the human race
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| Mighty Hogweed is avenged
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| Human bodies soon will know anger
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| Kill them with your Hogweed hairs
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| Heracleum Mantegazziani |