Once upon a time there was a poor child
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With no father and no mother
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And everything was dead
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And no one was left in the whole world
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Everything was dead
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And the child went on search day and night
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And since nobody was left on the earth
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He wanted to go up into the heavens
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And the moon was looking at him so friendly
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And when he finally got to the moon
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The moon was a piece of rotten wood
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And then he went to the sun
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And when he got there
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The sun was a wilted sunflower
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And when he got to the stars
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They were little golden flies
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Stuck up there like the shrike
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Sticks 'em on a blackthorn
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And when he wanted to go back down to earth
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The earth was an overturned piss pot
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And he was all alone
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He sat down and he cried
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And he is there till this day
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All alone
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Okay there's your story
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Night night
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Story
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| Tom Waits |
