| It rained because I took the dust of
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| your bones crushed and seeds all the clouds
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| It rained for days a blaze of hail and stones
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| the size of men around your house
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| Rusy spring uncoils in a baby bottle
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| Toddler screams overpower the infant death rattle
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the spiral stairs
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| It’s lame because it fell above the needs of this
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| pretend life and his wishes
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| So now it limps and counts the hours
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| Watches the clock by pounding doves and dishes
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| Delta Force plays on your old gray moniter
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| Power Team breaks flaming blocks of cinder
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| Sick of sickness. |
| Youre unkind and a liar
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| Get your kicks a witness to feeble slaughter
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| In your castle all your candles drip on the pavement
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| And the cattle that you laid down drip on the
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| pavement, from what I’ve heard
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| Heard, heard, heard
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| Cold wet floor
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| Heard heard
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the spiral stairs
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the spiral stairs
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the
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| Push the little baby down the spiral stairs
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| Push |