They watered down the poison in this town
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They raised us wrong
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They raised us strong
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They raised us up with arms 10 feet long
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I'm afraid we're Hansel-ed,
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I'm afraid we're Cancel and Grettel-ed
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I'm afraid we don't have the mettel
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to make it in these woods.
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The Empire State
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made out of ginger cake
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came crumbling down
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before we had a taste.
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Summer settles,
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Fall faints,
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Spring spreads,
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Winter waits,
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dusk consents,
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and dawn redecorates.
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In These Woods
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| Les Savy Fav |
