The Next Day

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"Look into my eyes" he tells her
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"I'm gonna say goodbye" he says yeah
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"Do not cry" she begs of him goodbye
 yeah
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All that day she thinks of his love 
yeah

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They whip him through the streets 
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and alleys there
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The gormless and the baying crowd 
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right there
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They can't get enough of that 
doomsday song
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They can't get enough of it all

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Listen

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"Listen to the whores" he tells 
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her
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He fashions paper sculptures of 
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them
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Then drags them to the rivers bank 
in the cart
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Their soggy paper bodies wash ashore
 in the dark
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And the priest stiff in hate now 
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demanding fun begin
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Of his women dressed as men for the
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 pleasure of that priest

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Here I am
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Not quite dying
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My body left to rot in a hollow tree
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Its branches throwing shadows
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On the gallows for me
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And the next day
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And the next
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And another day

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Ignoring the pain of their 
particular diseases
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They chase him through the alleys 
chase him down the steps
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They haul him through the mud and 
they chant for his death
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And drag him to the feet of the 
purple headed priest

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First they give you everything 
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that you want
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Then they take back everything 
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that you have
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They live upon their feet and they 
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die upon their knees
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They can work with satan while 
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they dress like the saints
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They know god exists for the devil 
told them so
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They scream my name aloud down into
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 the well below

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Here I am
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Not quite dying
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My body left to rot in a hollow tree
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Its branches throwing shadows
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On the gallows for me
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And the next day
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And the next
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And another day