… The river flows, say how does it go, where will all this blood go, wash it away, down the drain, with red spice and salt, throw away the fault, the villagers said we won't let you go, now that we know, but it will be white, said kids how about you go inside,

We need to speak to this gentleman, who wants to get in, keep him out, don't shout,

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As if I’d allow him out of my sight,

Daisy will smell him, isn't that right?

Since when was she so bright,

This light, where does it go,

Starlight stairway, lead the way, and tickle me Friday’s, and don’t pass it my way,

Said how about a jay, on this afternoon, what a nice way, to say hey, drop me off here, where there’s space,

Between those legs.