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At the turn of the century I did many things to protect myself |
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I did many things to protect myself |
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I made myself a needle-boy |
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And I Hid him in the closet |
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And I made myself a money-man |
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And I hid him underneath the mattress |
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I made myself a spider-child |
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And I put him in a matchbox |
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And I forged myself a golden statuette |
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And I wrapped him in a hello magazine |
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And I hid I'm in a wall safe |
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And finally I made myself a spade-girl |
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And I put her in a garden she'd |
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All to protect myself, you see |
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From the demon that was coming from the East |
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Or from the west |
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Then I sat on the rooftop and I waited |
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And when at last the demon came |
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From the East or from the West |
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And awoke me from my sleep |
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And awoke me to a particular point of view |
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And the needle-boy stuck him in the eye |
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And the money-man chocked him with coins |
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The spider-child bit him on the ankle |
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And the statuette crashed crashed down upon his head |
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And the spade-girl buried him underneath the house |
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And I danced on the rooftops |
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And I danced on the rooftops |
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And I danced to the western world |
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And I danced to the western world |