| He took a watch on a chain from a waistcoat pocket
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| Unhooked the clasp
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| Flipped open the lid
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| Inside’s a universe of constellations
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| Said «What's the time Mr Rabbit?»
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| He said, «It's closing time»
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| Won’t be long we hit the low point on the high road
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| If you do your sums
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| Or the high point on the dirt road
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| Then we’ll soon be done
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| I said Buddy tell me how does this work
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| On this lamppost it read DOG
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| It read AND
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| It read EVE
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| It read EVOL
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| Backwards
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| Old man, what do you see
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| We’re just bugs heading into a windscreen
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| The constellations pulsed and glowed
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| Reading the future in the guts of a cane toad
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| The angle of stars when you’re conceived
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| The point of return written into your genes
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| I conceive when I breathe.
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| There’s monsters coming to get you
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| Closing time
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| Dreams come true
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| We collude
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| There’s monsters coming to get you
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| Break down or breaking through
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| DMTv
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| Give me the Nembutol
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| Banging at my door
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| Banging at my door
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| Stirring the witches brew
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| Kicking off downstairs
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| Banging at my door
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| Banging at my door
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| He took a bleached white bone from his pocket (an inside pocket)
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| Mumbled a spell
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| Sound like a song
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| Petitioned his gods with prayer as if his life depended on it
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| Said «What's the time Mr Rabbit?»
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| He said, «There is no time»
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| Used the bone to let some blood fall on the parched land
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| Then he passed it on
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| He let my blood spill on the parched land
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| I took up his song
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| Sang,
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| «Buddy tell me how does this work?»
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| With my blood
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| He wrote, AND
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| He wrote, EVE
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| He wrote, DOG
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| He wrote, EVOL
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| Backwards.
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| Old man, what do you see?
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| We’re just bugs heading into a windscreen
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| The constellations pulsed and glowed
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| I saw the future in the guts of a cane toad
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| The angle of stars when you’re conceived
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| The futures melting, melting like ice cream
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| I conceive when I dream
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| There’s monsters coming to get you
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| Closing time
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| Dreams come true
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| We collude
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| There’s monsters coming to get you
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| Closing time (Break down or breaking through)
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| Dreams come true (DMTv)
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| We collude (Give me the Nembutol)
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| Banging at my door
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| Banging at my door
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| Stirring the witches brew
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| Kicking off downstairs
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| Banging at my door
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| Banging at my door
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| We murder the hero |