| Frags! |
| Step aside! |
| Enter my senses you weakened centaurs!
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| You can have your bit, son. |
| But you have to wait!
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| My resentment would weaken us all! |
| You could fake it in the trice of a moment.
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| This has never been told! |
| But you have to wait. |
| Since you’re so insatiable.
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| You could be one of us too.
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| You couldn’t say my love is gone!
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| Flash in a file, in the wake of the mind! |
| Decadence, martyrs and poisonous
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| words.
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| We may never get through, son. |
| But you have to wait!
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| My denouement was false in alarm. |
| You could trace it in a flash of eye!
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| But you couldn’t ever tell! |
| Cos you had to wait. |
| Even though you’d said enough.
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| And you are still one of us too.
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| You couldn’t say my words are wrong!
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| Scat! |
| Scat! |
| Scat! |
| Shoo! |
| Stupid Fly! |
| I’m going my way! |
| Please stop bothering me!
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| Scat! |
| Scat! |
| Scat! |
| Shoo! |
| Stupid Fly! |
| I’m going my way!
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| You are still one of us too.
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| You couldn’t say my words are wrong!
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| You’ll still be one of us too.
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| Even though I may be gone. |