Here is the deal, you must find guesses in this room
Cut around the block, shake in the boots we stock
I'll turn your onset to off
With patience and much practice of keeping all this clean
Wipe the floor with rust, Abigail's lost touch
It makes for scattered debris
For nine years, and square stars
Tonight we have it all made
For nine months, hands make much
Tonight we have it all made
Tonight we have it all made
All the bells were out of unison
I knew not why the latitude carried on
And all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues
I was built on binds of paperback
I knew not if the stories were told or taught
And all of our knees were carved in sand from Leningrad
"On," said the rod and reel, and not a drop to drink
But we say as we do and I'll do as I've said
Until my tongue parts the sea
"On," said that self-defensed texture of the reed
And it climbs!
And it sings!
And it prays for freedom!
For nine years, and square stars
Tonight we have it all made
For nine months, hands make much
Tonight we have it all made
Tonight we have it all made
All the bells were out of unison
I knew not why the latitude carried on
And all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues
I was built on binds of paperback
I knew not if the stories were told or taught
All the bells were out of unison
I knew not why the latitude carried on
And all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues
I was built on binds of paperback
I knew not if the stories were told or taught
And all of our knees were carved in sand from Leningrad
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