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Maybe a saint is just a dead prick with a good publicist |
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Maybe tomorrow's statues are insecure without their foes |
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Go ask the frog what the scorpion knows |
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While you build your mountain, but to build a mountain |
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I thought you all know, you gotta dig a hole |
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Thought everybody knows, we're digging holes |
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In solemn marble rows |
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And maybe ethanol is methadone for oil addiction |
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Maybe we'll all go green in desert shades of camouflage |
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Go ask the bloodhounds did they find the mirage |
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While you build your mountain, but to build a mountain |
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I thought we all know, you gotta dig a hole |
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Thought everybody knows, we're digging holes |
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By the grassy knoll |
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Maybe the wolf is not the Devil he just plays him on T.V. |
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Maybe a Cuban Bay stay leaves you less than overjoyed |
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Ask the fox about progress he'll list what's been destroyed |
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While you build your mountain, but to build a mountain |
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I thought you all know, you gotta dig a hole |
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Thought everybody knows, that we're digging holes |
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Just saying that's how it goes |
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You think everybody knows, we're stockpiling souls |
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And saying so it goes |
