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fins and tails swishing
watch your lies
fishes eyes
on and on and on and on
round the grave
round the christmas gravy
what did he say the good man maybe
as the horses play
break
leaving for work
leaving for good
remember to bring home some food
for the kids dear
for the kids
slipped out a back door
like smoke through the mirror
walked to the shop
down by the blood red screaming river
fishes eyes
on and on and on and on
round the grave
round the christmas gravy
what did he say the good man maybe
as the horses play
break
leaving for work
leaving for good
remember to bring home some food
for the kids dear
for the kids
slipped out a back door
like smoke through the mirror
walked to the shop
down by the blood red screaming river
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