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I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth |
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Phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth |
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I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes |
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Inchoate beatitude the lord of the flies |
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So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray? |
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Kaleidoscopic images of love on the way |
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Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pray |
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A thousand more fools are bein' born every fuckin' day |
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They try to tell me that the lamb is on the way |
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With microwave transmissions they bombard us everyday |
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The masses are obsequious contented in their sleep |
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(Aah) |
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The vortex of their minds ensconced within the murky deep |
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So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray? |
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Kaleidoscopic images of love on the way |
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Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay |
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A thousand more fools are bein' born every fuckin' day |
