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The End

We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door / eat in the corner / talk to the
Floor -- cheating the spiders who come to say ''please,
(politely).
They bend at the knees.
Well, Ill go to the foot of our stairs.
Old gentlemen talk / of when they were young / of ladies
Lost and erring sons.
Lace-covered dandies revel (with friends) pure as the truth --
Tied at both ends.
Well Ill go to the foot of our stairs.
Scented cathedral -- spire pointed down.
We pray for souls in kentish town.
A delicate hush -- the gods / floating by / wishing us well --
Pie in the sky.
God of ages / lord of time -- mine is the right to be wrong.
Well Ill go to the foot of our stairs.
Jack rabbit mister spawn a new breed of love-hungry pilgrims
(no bodies to feed).
Show me a good man.
Ill show you the door.
The last hymn is sung and the devil cries ''more.
Well, Im all for leaving and that being done, Ive put in a request
To take up my turn in that forsaken paradise that calls itself ''hell --
Where no-one has nothing and nothing is
Well meaning fool, pick up thy bed and rise up from your gloom smiling.
Give me your hate and do as the loving heathen do.
Colors Ive none -- dark or light, red, white or blue.
Cold is my touch (freezing).
Summoned by name -- I am the overseer over you.
Given this command to watch oer our miserable sphere.
Fallen from grace / called on to bring sun or rain.
Occasional corn from my oversight grew.
Fell with mine angels from a far better place, offering services for
The saving of face.
Now youre here, you may as well admire all whom living has retired
From the benign reconciliation.
Legends were born surrounding mysterious lights seen in the sky
(flashing).
I just / lit a fag then / took my leave in the blink of an eye.
Passionate play -- join round the maypole in dance (primitive
Rite) (wrongly).
Summoned by name / I am the overseer / over you.
Flee the icy lucifer.
Oh hes an awful fellow!
What a mistake!
I didnt take a feather from his pillow.
Heres the everlasting rub: neither am I good or bad.
Id give up my halo for a horn and the horn for the hat
I once had.
Im only breathing.

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