I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S!
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Ring the bell and call or write us
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I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S!
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Can you call the Captain Clitus?
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Logan, Grant, and Ronald Reagan
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In the grave with Xylophagan
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Do you know the ghost community?
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Sound the horn, address the city
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(Who will save it? Dedicate it?
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Who will praise it? Commemorate it for you?)
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We are awakened with the axe
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Night of the Living Dead at last
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They have begun to shake the dirt
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Wiping their shoulders from the earth
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I know, I know the nations past
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I know, I know they rust at last
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They tremble with the nervous thought
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Of having been, at last, forgot
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I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S!
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Ring the bell and call or write us
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I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S!
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Can you call the Captain Clitus?
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B-U-D-A! Caledonia!
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S-E-C-O-R! Magnolia!
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B-I-R-D-S! And Kankakee!
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Evansville and Parker City
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Speaking their names, they shake the flag
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Waking the earth, it lifts and lags
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We see a thousand rooms to rest
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Helping us taste the bite of death
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I know, I know my time has passed
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I'm not so young, I'm not so fast
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I tremble with the nervous thought
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Of having been, at last, forgot
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I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S!
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Ring the bell and call or write us
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I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S!
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Can you call the Captain Clitus?
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Comer and Potato Peelers!
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G-R-E-E-N Ridge! Reeders
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M-C-V-E-Y! And Horace!
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E-N-O-S! Start the chorus
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Corn and farms and tombs in Lemmon
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Sailor Springs and all things feminine
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Centerville and Old Metropolis
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Shawneetown, you trade and topple us
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I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S!
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Hold your tongue and don't divide us
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I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S!
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Land of God, you hold and guide us
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They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From The Dead!! Ahhhh!
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| Sufjan Stevens |
