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Welcome stranger, in
The of innocence was buried again
Carve off
Triumphalism gotta be a curse or worse
It's inherited recurring
Oh God

I walked, I have swum, I've hitchhiked and I've run
Do you know what I
I have sat with my beer in the EH
Do you what I've seen?

The triumphalist and are joined ear
And hip and phone, worshiping their chrome
Carve up, off
Some people with chainsaw tongue
Some just golden arches
Some relish others suffering, some run and hide

I dreamed, I have schemed, I have made myself clean
Do you what I mean?
I have sat up and I strayed got caught up and I prayed
Do you know what I've

The story's just the but the ending it can change
He wants to a monument it's everlasting in cement
It's cellular recombinant, he is not lite, he not die
up-sell off

Gonna pick up all the they're available from species
all the goat and all the sheep
And all the human bits and
But make you sign the releases, 'Welcome'

In the year of the of the real citizen
Kane Wilkommen, the is on
It's a falling on thou and I