Saw a face in a conical of lace, it was a strange orchestra
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Mannikin skin pounding on a bass-drum, strange orchestra
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Lilliputian, evil in the eyes of the man with the leaf harp
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He lusts for the urchin hiding under mountains of moleskin
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A big cat like t-tyrannosaurus going to Lilliput
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The ensemble make a tiny rumble, the celloist solos
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The sky blackens and the bass string slackens and they stand statuesquely
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Then they giggle and they wiggle through the door in the big dark oak tree
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Strange Orchestras
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| T Rex |
