| Hmmm
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| How did I get here? | 
| Why am I naked?
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| I’d better climb and decide what my fate is
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| Don’t ask why I’m holed in a cast iron cauldron
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| While holding a massive hammer, that’s how I roll, bruh
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| No exposition needed (uh-uh), this expedition’s heated (oh!)
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| And that’s no surprise considering the thing in which I’m seated
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| We each make decisions in life
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| We probably wouldn’t repeat if we were given them twice
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| So now I’m naked, and I’m livin' inside a great big cooking pot
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| And keeping in mind these limitations, I am looking hot
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| While redefining what it means to be a mountaineer
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| Keep on climbing, keep on trying, I need to get out of here
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| I won’t cease until I meet the sky above, goal is:
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| To shoot for the moon, that’s why they call me Buzz Cauldron
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| I’m a guy inside a pot, climbing up
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| The side of a pile of stuff
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| 'Til I arrive at the top, try not to look down
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| (Down, down, down) It’s quite a drop!
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| I’m just a guy inside a pot, climbing up
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| The side of a pile of stuff
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| 'Til I arrive at the top, try not to look down
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| (Down) It’s quite a drop!
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| Quick, you better get a grip, 'cause if you slip then maybe you’ll
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| Release the sledgehammer, like your name is Peter Gabriel (ah)
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| Climbing up Solsbury Hill requires control and the skill
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| Of a bloke that’s stuck inside a cauldron, holding a real
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| Big tool that’s unsuitable for such a challenge
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| But it’s bloody beautiful, refuse to fall, I can manage
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| To keep my balance like I’m doing ballet on a Segway
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| All upper body strength, so what if I skip leg day?
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| Not just anybody can get over it with Bennett Foddy
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| Again and again, you’re in the belly of a Teletubby
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| What’s the surprise at the end, is it a belly rub?
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| Don’t tell me, buddy, but I’ll just guess it is very funny
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| I’m just a guy inside a pot, climbing up
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| The side of a pile of stuff
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| 'Til I arrive at the top, try not to look down
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| (Down, down, down) It’s quite a drop!
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| I’m just a guy inside a pot, climbing up
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| The side of a pile of stuff
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| 'Til I arrive at the top, try not to look down
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| (Down) It’s quite a drop!
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| Why did I make this? | 
| (What?) This horrible hike
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| Up an impossible mountain? | 
| I could have made something you would have liked
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| And since success is delicious, that would have been wise
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| Instead I must confess: That this isn’t nice (no)
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| It tastes of bitterness, it is capricious
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| It sets setbacks for the ambitious
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| It lacks lenience, it’s bracing and inhumane
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| But not everyone is the same
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| I created this game for a certain kind of person
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| To hurt them
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| Why am I naked? |