| When the expedition had finished with fresh blood
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| The night before had come
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| The stars were at their brightest
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| And glowing towards angry hornets
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| The watch, and the rat holes had been maintained
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| But the watchers have shifted to the hill slope above the holes
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| They squatted there, for rather a month and a few
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| Lining the damp with whisky, the others rest in the house
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| The three leaders discussed
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| And that’s where the men who rose once in the night
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| Assumed there’s a clear to the debts
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| Everyone sunk the rat hole sinkholes
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| Started off and set a fire, lead by the Czar towards the wasp’s nest
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| BANG, BANG, BANG!
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| A sequence of shouts
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| A long silence, hey, hey!
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| And then stillness
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| Kensington!
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| The worthy rats
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| Look Kensington
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| Kensington!
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| Where is the expedition?
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| Where is the expedition?
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| Muahahahaha!
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| And the expedition had finally finished
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| The night had fully come
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| The stars were at their brightest
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| And glowing towards angry hornets
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| The watch, and the rat holes had been maintained
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| But the watchers have shifted to the hill slope above the holes
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| A sequence of echoes, BANG!
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| A sequence of echoes, BANG!
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| And then a long silence… |