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The statue got me high, the statue got me high |
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A monument of granite sent a beam into my eye |
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The statue made me die, the statue made me die |
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It took my hand it killed me and it threw me to the sky |
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The stone, it called to me |
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And now I see the things the stone has shown to me |
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A rock that spoke a word |
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An animated mineral it can be heard |
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And though I once preferred a human being's company |
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They pale before the monolith that tower's over me |
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The statue got me high, the statue got me high |
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The truth is where the sculptor's chisel chipped away the lie |
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The statue made me fry, the statue made me fry |
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My coat contained a furnace, where there used to be a guy |
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The stone, it called to me |
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And now I see the things the stone has shown to me |
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A rock that spoke a word |
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An animated mineral it can be heard |
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And as the screaming fire engine siren filled the air |
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The evidence had vanished from my charred and smoking chair |
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And what they found was just a statue |
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Standing where the statue got me high |
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And what they found was just a statue |
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Standing where the statue got me high |
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And now it is your turn |
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Your turn to hear the stone and then your turn to burn |
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The stone, it calls to you |
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You can't refuse to do the things it tells you to |
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And as the screaming fire engine siren fills the air |
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The evidence will vanish from your charred and smoking chair |
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And what they found was just a statue |
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Standing where the statue got me high |
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And what they'll find is just a statue |
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Standing where the statue got me high |
