Squelch the little weasel, crush him before he spawns
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Break it to me gently, but with merriment and song
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Squelch the little weasel, juice him as he bleeds
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Feed him to the many, for thoust their souls shall weep
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Sipping of the sunray blading in the earth
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Evolving was the nectar given to the weasel birth
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I was just a puppet until the clouds caved in
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Bless me now you are sacred my flesh betwixt my skin
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Sipping of the sunray blading in the earth
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Evolving was the nectar given to the weasel birth
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SQUELCH THE WEASEL
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| Ween |
