Threnody

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Threnody

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Yikes! The executioners come wobbling round again Excited by the stench of burning wafting from your home And there you sit a-journalling, a-journalling your pain A-rotting like a butterfly a-trampled down to loam Trampled down to loam Strip me like a bachelor and smash me like a glass We will all be trampled by the gods that we've surpassed Giddier by the minute, straggling along See the club-nosed horse-legged nervous stalwart on the throne A braggart on the throne A swaggerer on the throne Trampled down to loam And so you go a-journalling A-journalling your pain Ecolashing panic 'cause The skunks are here again Three slim maids, their nakedness A poisonous display A long and snaking caravan heading up to Spain Heading up to Spain Night becomes electric with metaphors of caves A double-headed bone flute toots a threnody for the brave The great grey Groke she flashes as she sweeps across the earth Crafty eyes, a lofty sea-cap flashing in the fire Flashing with desire Flashing 'cross the earth Flash for all you're worth Yikes! The executioners come wobbling round again Excited by the stench of burning wafting from your home And there you sit a-journalling, a-journalling your pain A-rotting like a butterfly a-trampled down to loam Trampled down to loam Strip me like a bachelor and smash me like a glass We will all be trampled by the gods that we've surpassed Strip me like a bachelor and smash me like a glass We will all be trampled by the gods that we've surpassed Giddier by the minute, straggling along See the club-nosed horse-legged nervous stalwart on the throne A braggart on the throne A swaggerer on the throne Trampled down to loam

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