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Chorus The Ring

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Hey there now young one wholly,
Swing along quote the scriptures,
Keep them guessing which pit you crawled from

Just defy it, just deny it,
Was it fun?
Your time has come
What have you done?
What have you done?

That’s when the insults start to sting
You can’t remember anything
The chorus chiming
The greek chorus, the machine of god, singin’

It’s the poison that in measures
Brings illuminating vision
It’s the knowing with a wink
That we expect in southern women

It’s the wolf that knows which root to dig to save itself
It’s the octopus that crawled back to the sea.

That’s when the insults start to sting
You can’t remember anything
The chorus chiming, the greek chorus,
The machine of God sing.....

Hammered, shooting plywood in the backyard
Laughing ’cause the racket makes the blackbirds sing
Write the holy terror
Suck the marrow from the bone
Singe your own wings burning books,
You got the chorus and the ring

That’s when the insults start to sting
You can’t remember anything
The chorus chiming, the greek chorus,
The machine sings.

That’s when the insults starts to sting
You can’t remember anything
The chorus chiming, the greek chorus,
The machine sings.

That’s when the calibration brittle
As a stick hits you
The gold ring in the tar museum
Che quevera wink,
Gold ring
Gold ring.

Sing.
Sing.
Sing.
Sing.

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