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DECOMPOSITION BLUES
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We've thrown our stones
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We've named our targets, slung our arrowsWith corpses and bones
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Laid firm foundation for tomorrowAnd we've risen above
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And soundly around our positionSeems all's correct
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`Cept that stench of decompositionBridge:I'm not dreamin' about what was -
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hold no stock in yesterday causeIt's just the same
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Suffer the greed through wars and cancer, profit from need, conceal the answers
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These bones will rot in wait of changeDig these bones, stew these bones,
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beat the bones and deal these bones
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We've been the mindsLike fists wrapped tightly - round conclusions
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Accommodate the past - just to keep with the profusion
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As decay starts to waft of dangerous historyWith thought and flame -
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we decompose as much as necessary
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DECOMPOSITION BLUES
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| Bourbon Tabernacle Choir |
