If you ask me how I knew, I saw you.
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I had a bird's-eye view of a bird's-eye
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view when I saw you.
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I saw you not as you think,
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simply just as you. I saw you
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And all of this augers well
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even though it’s presaging pell-mell.
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All of it augers well.
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the bastard of it being, having to choose
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Then you turned all Billy Sunday, shoutin'
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"Philadelphia for Christ and Christ for
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Philadelphia,"
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as the sun groomed the plane with crepuscular rays. When I saw you
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And all of this augers well.
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Even so, it’s presaging pell-mell.
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And all of it augers well.
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the bastard being, having to choose
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between a flickering fuse and power
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beyond what you use
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Never mind us purple italians,
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never mind that pool in the mountains
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Victory came and went
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on winged elephants. I saw you.
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And all of this augers well
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even though, even so it’s
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presaging pell-mell.
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All of it augers well
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this is the bastard
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the bastard of it being: having to choose
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The Bastard
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| Tragically Hip |
