| I hear the mobs echoing tonight
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| But Steve hears only hissing
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| Of some Creeper conversation
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| He’s mining with no torchlight
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| The lava guides him through the cave
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| Throughout his exploration
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| I stopped a Villager along the way
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| Hoping to spend some more emeralds
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| For a diamond plate
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| He turned to me as if to say
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| «Sorry Steve I cannot trade with you»
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| «It's going to take a lot to buy some wheat from you,»
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| There’s nothing that a hundred players could ever do
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| I bless the diamonds down in Africa
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| Going to take some time to mine the things we never have
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| Ooh
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| The wild wolves cry out in the night
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| The parrots, they hum to the Jukebox music of their nature
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| I know that I must do what’s right
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| Building a portal that unlocks the realm of the Aether
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| I seek the cure of what’s inside
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| Excited to see what’s in the other world
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| «It's going to take a lot to buy some wheat from you,»
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| There’s nothing that a hundred players could ever do
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| I bless the diamonds down in Africa
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| Going to take some time to mine the things we never have
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| Ooh |